Blessed by silence

 

You, with your incandescent rainbow and your elation.

You, greeting me above the threshold of your soul.

                Theshold, threshold…

You, enhancing my love whilst our love becomes your love.

You, concealing the seas through silence and nothingness.

You, crimson, mirror, cascade, breeze, desire…

The photographs of your tender soul

dwell on this looted mirror

echoing desperate feasts

of our lips melting, lies, lives.

And you drift across peeled thrones

knowing that I remain in the wilderness,

absent minded in my silent shroud,

waiting for your song. Blessed.