Silence has become
my book. I read-
from your eyes.
A wall you had
raised to unreach the
gifts of moons.
Electra complex of yore
still haunts you, walking
on blue lake.
I will sail crossing
the water barriers
scaling the heights.
There was a panic attack
igniting the stars of night
I will stand by the sky
when you rain-
in dots and lines.
