it hurts to see things I have written for you
so simple and real
as the abyss that surrounds you is
and as the complexion of your fragile body

I feel your weakness in my bones
and i feel your strength in my blood
running through me
colliding
impossible to explain
extreme to decipher

i see how you hair falls
and your smile is like a childhood memory that
i cant let go of
take me with you not somewhere empty
but heavily inhabited
so that i can know what it is
to feel invisible

basking in the light the preludes from your fingers
and drips slowly on to my neck
i am exhausted by your intensity

and when i fall asleep
it will be to our silent song
that we dare not sing aloud
and happily