Sun strikes me in passionate view
Setting sail to the taste of comfort
Blankets of shadows that once were
Unfold

They always unfold

Emotions sprout as I lay them down
Blooming words too beautiful to shout
Caught in the whisper of my own tongue
Quiet

I am never quiet

Loud are your curls like tangled branches
Shaking hands with the wind
As they fall down like avalanches
Touch

I always want your touch

In the dark of the night I find myself in a stutter
Far gone is the space between us
Your clothes spread around my room
Clutter

The picture I have painted is fading