silêncios

The silence came bursting thought the walls that night.
No chairs or tables between you and me.
Instead of the usual small talk we just stayed there and waited.
No movements.
My eyes got used to the pale light.
It was raining.
Words came to my mind, but I was too amazed to speak.
I felt the silence bursting thought me.
Violentely.
No warnings.
No needs.
I closed my eyes for two seconds and suddendly we knew.
There was no fear.
Tomorrow was here.

Silence 4, 1998

Para quem gosta.... David Fonseca ao vivo na Aula Magna, em Lisboa, dia 23, às 21:30 horas.