Vincent- Originally posted by MelLM

Vincent
The Frenchman has many words to speak,
But many cigarettes are passed in silence.

Do not break the night (he says, let her stillness last)
Do not speak or utter syllables aloud, monotonous drones.
Save it for the day when crickets chirp and blind birds sing
To the sun they merely feel brushing their tiny wings.
Speak in the day, let all the night be-
Let your words be words of dance and laughter and friendship.
But do not break the night, she prefers to pass in silence.
Silence and sweet, pure solitude. In dark. Eternal.
Her only words of pain and contemplation are the stars.
Hold her dear. Handle her with care. Break her not.