Our secrets are exhaled in the vapors of my labored fantasies. Lips pursed, my legs parted, exposing my soul to the universe. Darkness clings to my laughter, waiting, wrapping my pain in disdain. Your absence demands my presence in the fringes of a destination unknown. Your pen laps at my tears, “Hush, Baby, don’t you cry”. Do you see me silently screaming your name or is my submission all in vain?