You said "love", I said "what?"

Your presence flows in through windows
Like a cold breeze carrying frozen thoughts.
Your memories lingers in the aroma
Of hot tea and calmness through heated discussion.
Your idea manifests itself in the palpable moonlight
Despite never having spent one night with you.
Your life intersects mine-order and chaos
Chaos and order-all the same.
In our differences, we find solace
In our silence, we find differences
In our love, we find silence
But just for solace, we find love.