Shared Silence

Round and round we go
through a candyland meadow of dreams
whispering through the night's breeze.
Over and over it flows through our gaze,
every hope that we long to save.
Through the gallows of trust and praise,
to each we greet with breathless love.
Always ascending upon our dreams,
solitary moments of shared belief in
eachother. And with each silent minute,
another moment, we're free.
Our love is free.