Velvet Shadow Poem by Lynne RBC

Today, I will begin the story
of the rest of my life.
I will start to impart
the skips and bounds
of this wandering heart;
The borders of my perception
and what lies beyond it,
above or below it,
too.
I will tell you
how you made me believe.
and grieve.
For there can only be lines
and symbols
connecting our fingertips,
and our lips
by imagination;
In desolation
of this comfort without warmth,
Laughter without ripple
and these trickles of tears
you can never dry.
Still
don't just walk by.
Listen to me,
hold my hand
Understand.
Today, I will start
my immersion
with your shadow.
And just like the first time
it will come
in flashes
of the rainbow
and velvet.
We become one
somewhere in the
silhouette.