Elements of Me

There is a silence, then reverie
then a comfortably distant pain
these are stationary elements of me
heart, still and idle, bound by rain
that carries a thunder, yet far away
not loud or great enough to be known
he knows that I will always stay
assuming my concomitant state of alone.

Existing within me, without questioning why
without asking if I might run away
should it come closer and intensify
would it ever be like me to betray
the elements that make up me
the team that forms my grain
this, the silence, then reverie
and the ever-present pain...

I will stay, he's always known,
provided I'm allowed my state of alone.