have you seen me lately?

          looking for you –

          following you.

have you felt the presence

          of my hands –

          as a breeze blew past.

perhaps felt the caress of my soul

          on your face,

          in your heart?

longingly – you stare,

          yet ever so – placid.

your soul cries out to me,

          as you stuff silence down your throat,

          and the flame – dies!