Poem "show me"

In my room there is a penetrating silence
that cannot be seen or touched.

It can only be tasted,
when you close your eyes.
Bittersweet.

In my room there is an overwhelming emptiness
that cannot be heard or tasted.

It can only be touched,
if you close your heart.
Seductively smooth.

In my room the oily darkness spreads as ink on silk.

Therefore I close my eyes,
close my heart
and I let the darkness wash over me
seeing how the corners of my mind are slowly turning black.

…

Then You step into my room
and you are carrying the Sun.

The rays hit my room like a blinding explosion of fireflies.
Everyone spreading their glow to the darkest most forbidden corners.

I cannot close my eyes anymore
but enthralled I stare at their luminescence,
marvelling at how their minuscule bodies can withhold such light
when I cannot.

As darkness flees my room,
the barred, dusty gates of my heart start creaking.

…

There is a silence in my room.
It softly sings to me.

There is an emptiness in my room.
I fills me to the brim.

And the darkness in my room is drowned
as I open the floodgates of my heart.