Your entity, it breathes
it almost speaks to me
Although you have not spoken
No, never, at all
The darkest winds echo
your life across to mine
and swallows the universe as I knew it
not quite whole
And my blue eyes taunt me
They seem blacker than the night
As your face brings a light
a dim, white, phantom
I hear the oceans calling
the waves crashing on to shore
and you, on the beach, walking
Mystic, unfulfilled
I watch your presence go past
my shoulders, with a touch of violence
Honest prayers waiting to be answered
I can hear your silence.