impressions of loneliness

 

I regress inside my loneliness
I wonder the nature of quiet
a stillness inside me that's private
reaches for a moment to soul touch
I linger at the door with a hush
I don't want to speak but I must

within the sacredness of being
I awaken to the knowledge I hurt you
a trust is born of pain and joys
I hunt the shadows that invade your solemn heart
no promises will I utter
I seek your friendship

an honest reserve unfolding
in the tender dawn inflicted
with feeling too much so often
I am of a similar being
I feel awkward in my thoughts