This Love is Silent

For my part, I will respond to the smiles and smells, and the winks and sighs, to those cross eyed tears, to those poker faces in crowded spaces, to those dancing eye-brows that merge, to the thousand things my eyes ignore and perhaps I will know what I want to know. I won't use words. Words are inert. I will use my eyes and ears, and perhaps I'll love more.

I won't depend on language. Language disconnects, language is a barrier. Its complicated and corrugated, language hurts. I won't speak love.
I won't say it. Instead I will use silence, because they say, that is how most great loves are.