quiet riot within my writing

there's a silence you can hear
there's a silence you can feel
there's a silence you can see
there isn't a silence you can taste
but there is a silence you can be
shining bright quite silently like the moon
falling stars know that
there is a silence you can shoot
but it isn't too silent to the people in the room
and there is a silence that stays secret
in between where our eyes plant a garden
pruning the moments with our smiles
keeping the silence like a cast
cut in half, broken by the laughter