Love, O my love!
Keep my songs in your heart
and sing them as your own,
now and ever onward,
just as you have, always done.

But please, O my love,
please add yourself
to the song, and sing them
without the dissonance of words.

Let them hear the song
of our love,
without, words.

Let them understand
the song of our love,
without
the misinterpretation
of thoughts.

So remote are we
but yet we need not
the words
to sing our song.

Our love,
is a complete world
of melody on its own.

Somehow their words
confound me.
But our silence
pleases me much more.

In the silence, I could perceive
the notes of our heart,
and hear the wordless song
of longing and love.


Copyright 2005 Bhuwan Thapaliya.

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