But peace with you always begins.
No need to talk, no urge to riot—
You are my favorite kind of quiet.
We read the silence, share the air,
And feel the closeness everywhere.
No noise required, no need to try it—
We live inside a love so quiet.
And when the world feels far too much,
I turn to you, your voice, your touch.
In you, no need to shout or diet—
Just stay, my favorite kind of quiet.
— The PastLife]]>