In love’s embrace, we wander, side by side,
Two souls entwined, our hearts yearning to share,
Yet in this dance, a chasm does reside,
A gully of silence, tearing at our pair.
For words unspoken form a mighty gulf,
A void that deepens with each passing day,
Communication falters, stumbles, and huffs,
Distance between us growing in dismay.
Oh, let us bridge this rift, this silent hush,
And speak our truths, like rivers to the sea,
For in the absence of words, doubts will rush,
And carve irreconcilable debris.
Let not this gully swallow what we hold dear,
Close the divide, draw near, my love, draw near.
Communication, the lifeline of our love,
With every word, a bridge we can construct,
Embrace the power of words spoken thereof,
And heal the wounds before they self-destruct.
For silence breeds misunderstanding’s seeds,
That sprout into resentment, doubt, and fear,
Our hearts, once intertwined like woven reeds,
Now separate, distant, ever austere.
But let us not forsake the love we have known,
Let us find the strength to talk and truly hear,
In honesty and empathy, we have grown,
Let us cherish what we have, draw near, my dear.
The gully of silence, we must bridge with care,
And close the gap, for love is meant to share.
Let us seize this moment, hand in hand,
And build a bridge of words, strong and secure,
Our hearts shall reconnect, like grains of sand,
And in that union, love shall endure.
No longer far, but close, intimately,
Our souls entwined, in love’s sweet symphony,
Through honest conversations, we shall see,
The power of words that set our spirits free.
For in the end, it is the love we bear,
That fuels our need to close the gap so wide,
Through open hearts and words, we shall repair,
And find the love that once seemed cast aside.
Let us not wait, my love, but start today,
To bridge the gap, and keep our love’s decay.
© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi
Ifedolapo Ogunniyi 