If You Could Feel Me

I reach for you where language dies,
where silence folds itself into the shape of your name.
You stand before me, near, but oceans apart, like a fading dream,
and I keep loving you through the slow eternity of your absence.
If only your heart could hear how mine prays for you,
you’d understand what devotion means,
to be consumed, to be undone,
the way I love you.

@doddyokelo