Do you feel it.

A shadow close as skin,
Across the soul intuit,
The heart that beats akin,
Half sworn sword spirit,

I miss your smile,
This mask I adorn,
And it’s scars compile,
Yet still it is worn.

The eyes brim sadness,
you are hid from sight,
love a gentle madness.
I turn to face it’s might,

It is for you I bled,
for the missing bliss,
Only silence instead,
A steep cost for a kiss.