Between the initial gasp and the final swoon,
We find only silence in that empty room.
Between the sweet kiss and the bitter heartache
There is only a pause in which silence waits.

Between the beginning and the period that marks the end.
There are the sentences lover's speak -- then a pause;
Fleeting thoughts and the unsteady pounding of the heart.

Between the initial ringing of the phone and the final call
There is only a pause in which silences waits;
Then a voice which says, "I won't be seeing you again".

And as such a silence is broken
Between birth and death; but the pause remains.
Memories fade as the years become misty
Until there is only a silent pause.