SHADES

 This time is like your silhouette,
 Following me through the stairs;
 That time heaved random traits,
 Gathering footsteps in a form.

This time is rowing heavily,

Holding spaces yet to be brimmed;

That time overflowed with fulfillness,

Stealing letters to encrypt reform.

 This time its all empty,
 Veiling lull and hush -
 That time you held music,
 In your quiet thoughts and palms.

This time you stand in seclusion,

Testing me through time;

That time I brought my elipses,

Burying my being in your sigh.

This time my voice rests,
Dying in every word’s birth.
That time you voiced,
What  I now call my mind!