In the Outline of Silence

In search of invisible, solitary paths... 
all your memories burn.
Though you know of that conspiracy, 
in the veiled warmth of small enchantments...
my shadow-self trembles.

Keeping fine feelings awake—mere ceremony.

A terrible reverence awakens in this body,
promises break beyond touch's reach,
our path through silence...
blocked by sorrowful consent.

In memory's sudden transformation...
your outline—where my own reflection is drawn.