Silent Shouting

The stillness of my life in darkness cannot compare
with the wild moments of your shimmering happiness
nor can the violence of soft gentleness remove
the memory clouds that lurk around your name
in the overwhelming absence of your brightest laughter

I haunt the wolf in black night that chases the
times long gone long lost long remembered
feeling you cheer the dismay from the shoe leather soul
of my weary and forgotten past mistaken lightness

The forgetfulness of our very own anytime at all
and the shivering tunnels of your hair will never show me
the way of time of life of love of don’t ever say you’re sorry

There are no questions warm enough to freeze your smile
nor bold enough to hide within your eye sight flame

I’ll always have the way forward that you stole from me