In the silence of this room
I hear you call to me
as if yesterday had not gone
with the dusk

I stare into the darkness
and wonder if you could
hear my desperate whispers
across the many miles

I close my eyes and breathe
in my mind you are beside me
and I feel the subtle strength
nourishing my fear

A whisper runs out
like a twisted autumn wind
blowing the leaves of my love
from nowhere to nowhere

I reach into the darkness
my fingers pulling nothing
this beautiful nothing
here in my palm
piercing through the silence
I hear my heart breaking
deliberately degrading
chipping like paint

This burden is so heavy
yet so invisible and airy
but I carry it in silence
like the silence of this room

In the silence of this room
I think I hear you call to me
it is only my imagination
walking the fine line between
hallucination and actualization
frolicking in the darkness
yet, I close my eyes
and there you are beside me
amidst that beautiful nothing
here
here
here in my palm


 
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