I can hear your silence


Your entity, it breathes

it almost speaks to me

Although you have not spoken

No, never, at all

The darkest winds echo

your life across to mine

and swallows the universe as I knew it

not quite whole

And my blue eyes taunt me

They seem blacker than the night

As your face brings a light

a dim, white, phantom

I hear the oceans calling

the waves crashing on to shore

and you, on the beach, walking

Mystic, unfulfilled

I watch your presence go past

my shoulders, with a touch of violence

Honest prayers waiting to be answered

I can hear your silence.

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