It is amazing how you can whisper
Vaguely to the lips, venturing lightly
From light to light, pressing on,
Then, in your absence,
In the shadows, resound in the mind
Like shouting, like hushing,
Like sshh, or that Howie Day song,
Resenting our goodbye,
Lulling me to an outer sleep,
To reawakening.
It is amazing how you can
Draw me back with your silence,
And steal the serenity,
And change the given mood.
Not many can do that,
Not, with an enigmatic heart.
You speak grander than the stars
And the stars only listen, hear,
Eavesdrop, over and over
As we kiss, and dream
And me dreaming on.*

© 2015 J.S.P.