Silent moments

In those silent moments,

Sitting alone,

Staring with all consciousness at nothing,

I yearn to speak to you.

I long to see that glare in your eyes,

Feel your flesh, taste the sweetness in your breath.

But, helpless I find my-self,

Unable to swim across the ocean of tears,

What bitter separation,

I can’t get to you.

The guilt of my sins in your absence,

Filling my-self with the love of strangers

Stains my heart, makes it black.

Yet I satisfy my-self in your memories

It colors me anew

Still,

What bitter separation,

I can’t get to you.