Epiphany
Poetry by Melissa Mercado KamaWhispers in the twilight
Deep in the night, I whisper your name.
I utter it, so no one hears.
For no one knows, not even I
What this weight in my chest means.
So long ago, I put out the flame
But it still warms my skin.
I still feel your touch
And your voice lingers still.
Deep in the night, I lay in the dark
Out of sight, out of mind.
So no one knows that you are here
Lingering in the twilight.
Melissa Mercado Kama © 2009