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!
standing too close to the edge 