In silence
I sit with loneliness,
shadows in the corner
my only voice.
You are the light of temptation,
a hidden source,
a figure half revealed
in a bottomless dark.
Dreams drift far,
rain falls and falls.
The water narcissus,
too vivid to bear,
its red eyes,
its curled-up longing.
The night grows longer,
dreams drift farther.
My red eyes ache,
longing curls tighter,
slowly taking form.
