the grey within me has been stirred.
solitary.
the color of yellow green
windows
and feelings
that replace the busyness I want
within the space
I need

but there is a wanting
here
a place
that needs
to feel touch
and the noiseless
collision
between two souls
bark into the twilight

sky
vast openness
seer of my soul
knower of all things
and silent
comfort
to pass these
few last
days--

I am here
do you see
     what they cannot?