/ nothing i say /

nothing i say matters when
a heart goes unheard
only night and light
could know or say as much
dusk creeps in, stealing
all that day had brought
then, resting among such
empty spaces of reflection,
circumspect though it may be, 
i parry these thoughts along
with many others, hopes
to achieve a peace, a relief
left, however right, resigned
to the mind's eye, chasing
remnants of distended dreams, 
while you, sleek and lithe... 
and that dress, merely hanging
as i, by these threaded words
now, seemingly bereft of meaning
when all i really wanted to say,
sincerely, was that
i love you