Who are You?
Sweet,
where can I find You?
my Beautiful Someone,
I miss You;
your Face is
Light.
your Presence is
the Phantom of my psyche
like a Ribbon of Color,
Swirling,
an E c h o
across the pallid horizon,
frozen in emptiness,
dissolving.
oh vast sky,
shrivel to a pile of cinders.
leave me,
cruel space,
among the Stars with my Love.
Joanna Newell