Love and such

Silence is a beautiful language,
there so much to say, but this provides assuage
there are times when things are best left unsaid
even though the heart feels heavy like lead

And the ensuing calm that descends is temporary
but the storm that brews within seems legendary
Surface it cannot, and I know it
for once it shows, nothing remains legit
after all there are laws that guide us
so what if it fucks our head like a sinus

And that love fills up the heart like ivy,
slowly growing in the confines of privity
but said one soul in great wisdom
if it cannot be shown, it might lessen,
for love is not flubber or as lissome

But the heart hopes and waits
It thinks that I'm probably just late
I look hard and try and figure
and the more I look, the more I ponder

And so I saw myself as a sorry young chap
sitting in his room alone enjoying a night cap
And down my cup I saw frowning,
why the hell was the sorrow not drowning,
And it was then that it hit me
All I was drinking was coffee ;)