What are you afraid of

When your silence becomes

The loudest sound in my ear?

Why are you contemplating

The next part of your arrival,

Or is it exit, dare I say? I’m

Met with silence and posers.

After how long, to my dismay…

I remain looking for you, and

Can do so, forever and a day…

But if this is it, I should really

Get to know that, don’t ya think?

My love. I burn, yearn, learn,

As I go.