Presence Poem by sunnetra basu

The lantern was pre-lit,
dusky dawn on the glass-
the smoke turns in and out,
the burnt breath let that pass
I was in the middle of nothing,
the magic lantern burns slow but deep
Twisting the telescope at night
I see the star behind the cloud weep
All night long, the bell didn't ring,
The pathway between hearts didn't swing
I didn't hear a knock,
Nobody said, tell them I came,
But I waited, as the darkness emblame.
Silent moments were burning,
I felt, the smoke filled the smell of your breath.