Stillness

in those moments....
those moments when your silence is so loud I can hear the echoes of
I...i...
Love...love...
You...you...
in the hollows of my chest.
Yes. I said I love you...in the perfect posture of connectivity,
My hands wrapped around your waste, breathing deeply against your kneck.
You sleep, ass arched into my pelvis, hand folded in mine.
I said those words....
You never heard them.
I committed to you...subconsciously and consciously,
I adored you in simulation to the tree that bends right toward the ray of sunshine.
Rooted...but yearning for the freedom of your nurturing light.
I was your canvas...
Paint on me your dream, I'd immortalize those images for as long as time allowed.
But...
My kisses went unfelt.
My words went unheard.
My professions of unrelenting love and passion for you,
Left shivering in a cold wet state of depression..
In the stillness...