Your silence echoes through the chambers of my heart like bells that are being toll,

Not a sound, not a whisper... just the thunderous sound of your silence tugging at my heart,

Such thounderous sound of silence pulls at the very foundation of what causes me to be at the zenth of my best.

Such silence, which snuffs out those wistful promises formed in a place of longing

Dreams once made within the birthplace of desires mingled with hope,

a conception came forth upon the winds of a past once tenderly shared

a heart pierced too long by Cupid's bow...

Now silently awaits...a prisoner of hope, of a dream that ceases to be....

almost forgotten within the confines of the thounderous sound of your silence.