on the threshold of tomorrow through countless sighs i wait for you stranded in the pools of fate as the seconds fall grounded like tears of all my yesterdays in the swells of invisible ink you shimmer in the shadows of thoughts beneath the lambent light of this full moon as it looms in the obscurity of clouds on the flickers of trailing stars, i wish for the contour of your lips to brush against mine my spirit is a forbidden fruit, i lie prostrate, perturbed by pitter, patter of raindrops bleeding through the windows of my soul - only you can kill the silence if only you were a falling star, gravity would carry you into my hands, we would illuminate like wild fires, but in the deception of dawn all that would remain is stardust - me whispering your name so i remain cursed by yesterday's today, languishing in the shadows of your ghost. Collaboration with Sandra Adams Silent One 6 October 2019