Invisible Visibility Poem by Freesia Whiz

I don’t see him from far away, but my eyes are glimmering
I’m sitting on the porch, not really contemplating
Strong, black coffee on my hand and a book on my lap
In the silence hearing the whistle of the wind as if calling
Speaking my very name, or of words I really couldn’t tell

I go inside, I felt like a threat to my own solitude
Toddle a few more steps, a movement too crude
Idle for a moment, looking at the empty space
In the silence hearing the beat of my heart as if calling
Speaking of his name, or of his sweet words, I really couldn’t tell

Now I lay on my soft, cushioned bed to forget this night of confusion
A comfort I thought I’d find to stop this revolution
I battle only with myself; there’s nothing to doubt
I close my eyes, but still awake in my mind
Dancing in my thoughts, he stays, doesn’t walk away
Now I know, all this time in silence, he was there.
He is here.

The wind that blows my frizzy hair every cold night
A gentle caress every time I feel uptight
The air that fills my lungs that I need not gasp

The rich blood that rushes through my veins
Making me numb, taking me out from all my pains
The beating of my heart to remind me that I’m alive

Now I know why from far away you couldn’t be seen
Why in the distance I was too keen

I’m sitting on your lap, I had stopped wondering
For now your hand is on mine, my lips on your neck
In the silence of all this, what else could there be?
Coz I can finally tell, when I have you right here
Right here with me.