There, Where There. Poem by Poet Dragon

I am the silence in the trees.
I am the quiet in the wind.
I am the dark places in the stars
and the corners of your glowing heart
I am the beats between your heart's throb
and the space between the line
and the blank page
Where colors mix and melt and disappear
there I am to take them and make
a little smear
I widen the spaces between each
moment of time and listen
as each one recombines.
Here in your head,
where nobody can reach
I place my hand and walk away
without a finger or a footprint
as proof
that I was ever there.