Deep and unsoundeable

She ever has been deep and unsoundeable.
A yearning would never be guessed in her.
Behind of her face there is a world
as interesting as lost.

But her voice is a hand
which it finds me in the silence.
I don’t know
and I ask you:
What are yours eyes going to find in me?

Silences were added
and they make a future
that we won’t be,
because you are so deep and unsoundeable
with me like the same with you.