Mocking Birds

The deep lovely silence 
Of your those unspoken words, 
For me, unusually 
Like a prison in the hell 
Light up my darkness 
And shadows in the dreams. 
Followed so many times unintentionally. 
Dancing stars with the shining glory. 
Sit here with me, 
I'm telling my story. 
Love's hidden in those unspoken words. 
In my dreams 
I heard 
Last night 
Song of mocking birds. . .