Awkward Silences poetry Sometimes I’ll stop talking all at once, Just to see what the silence feels like. Is it still uncomfortable? Or does she understand That there aren’t any awkward silences anymore. They’re all very comfortable. Share this: Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...
Yes they are all that way when love is present. http://noranoir.wordpress.com/2009/04/17/table-the-conversation-bed-the-silence/
Yes they are all that way when love is present.
http://noranoir.wordpress.com/2009/04/17/table-the-conversation-bed-the-silence/