far deeper than any touch,

much more real,

than feel –

unlike whispers

fading into the air,

carried away too soon –

you are the – air!

all inclusive,

pervasive as nightfall –

you seep into every pore of my being,

filling every cavity of my soul!

i drink you in –

the thirst never satisfied,

and so i must return,

time and again,

to your most pensive fountain!

voids –

spaces not filled –

empty – holes …

a glance –

eyes searching for confirmation,

not returned.

a hand – offered –

friendship –

given –

no takers…

sentences without punctuation.

and you –

the question i am not allowed to answer!

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!

we hold on to our pain –

sometimes the only thing we feel –

scared to let it go,

afraid of – nothing…

empty –

a vessel of capability,

unfilled;

hands reaching for intention,

unrecognized…

so cold – the absence

of light;

no darkness more deep

than feeling all alone.

can’t take a small nowhere,

when somewhere grand – i am!

can’t un-know – the knowing,

abandon – belief!

if living is dying –

and death sets us free,

why captive –

just – alive?

erroneous,

agree?

un-contained – we imagine,

yet imprisoned (by life)–

are we…