How is it that you keep me

so completely in your thrall?

With so few many sentences,

with so few words at all.

When even from such distances

the silence seems to speak.

I hear your voice inside my head

and feel my knees grow weak.

You’ve become my favourite moments

even when you aren’t around.

I don’t think you understand,

that your impact’s been profound.

I know I’ve never felt this way,

or felt anything at all,

when even from such distance

I’m completely in your thrall.