heartbeat

when you're in your house
late at night, all so quiet,
can you feel your heartbeat?
can you hear your heart
just beside your inner ear?
and do you sometimes turn your head
looking for a shadow,
moving just outside your vision?
hesitating, a frown crossing
your gentle face,
do you wonder at what's gone before
and what's waiting for you tomorrow?

late at night, if I'm sometimes with you
in your thoughts,
remember
those shadows are me
playing with the edges of reality
peering through these clouds of despair,
looking for the truth of you
out of sight
as always.