prelude to knowing (2)

your shadow begins to form
in the distant memories
of my mind
like the sense of rain
amidst a cloudless sky
or the foreboding
of clear waters

i hear you in the corners
of my dreams
unfolding like a song
whose words fleet and flicker
then fade in the stillness of dawn

you are on the edge
of a poem
the way my heart
is at the brink
of breaking —

i am drawn to you

the way a leaf seeks
the earth
and why emptiness
sometimes
completes us

— delunna