Between the lines

Can love be placedin words not said?

Can tongues paint an image that only words can?

Can hearts still bond when the tapestry is ruined?

And can feelings be real when not confirmed? 

The energy runs between the lines. 

Caught in a tangle of lofty tunes. 

It is not clear, so is it true?

But only a fools to believe in only what he sees.