For When Poem by Vision Ghost

What is it that makes the loudest, sound?
Is that of silence, for which I so frowned
Her presence that so echoes, in my mind
Haunting me in places, I now can’t find

Lifted by an unseen, paradox considered
Just a passing thought, that’s so hindered
By what’s positively encouraged, by words
Flowing away, from the consistent herds

To branch into this, something intrigued
From the pain of the loneliness, she freed
Come gather to me, for my arms are open
As I’ve so much to give, to a new season

But for the one soul alone I doth, wait for
Because I feel this lifting, as she is my cure
Embracing me again, in an encouragement
Love untouched, yet in acknowledgement

Please never leave me, as you are my life
What could I so do, to live in such strife?
An unfed soul that was, starving the heart
You nourished me, and picked up the part

That had now fallen from me, in shedding
Of hope and false humour, then enduring
Founded me a map, to rediscover myself
Reopen the spirit, once placed on a shelf

Though only in spirit, I know you so well
From this you saved, me when I nearly fell
So now I can wait, for your touch and lips
When the destinies hat, be in eventual tips

Such in our favour, so we may be together
But for this time, that we shall weather
Until the moment, is here and immediate
When my heart sings, of love to expatiate