It's too quiet...

Monotony cracks as the deafening silence slowly begins to stir...
there's a chaotic gust of wind conjured,
flowing on cat paws through all chambers of my heart-
the way you've appeared has caught me off guard.
Once chilled to the bone,
you warmed up my soul,
never astray again, never alone...

Then with a burst of crystal clouds,
that pleasant storm of you dies down,
left with the whispering breeze that tickles my soul,
that's not quite seen yet all about,
wrapping around
every curvature,
every empty place,
and every lonely space of my self...

...You've tread through my life as the head of a comet, a bright tail trailing after.
But your everlasting footprints reside upon my heart.
They remind me you were there.

They remind me that you are.