Yes, indeed silence is all.
The rules of the ritual prescribe silence,
A prelude
To the raptures of senses;
A finale of raging, roaring blood
And burning caresses.
Silent is the rhythm of groundswell
Rising and falling;
Silent the resonance of minds
Meeting and mating;
Silent the heart hushed in ecstasy
Thrilled and throbbing.
Silent is the melody I make
For you alone to hear;
Silent the love I bear
For you alone my dear.
Silent and sunless the world
I enter triggering
Lightening flashes silently.
