The last 3 letters of the spring

I remember the night I died to wonder
the darkness has been taking over since then
like a bastard child
craving for a father’s favor
bless me 
father
he would beg
bless me
father
I’m your only child
see me
lend me your ear
have me yours
over and over 

one day in, and
one day out
and then stop
like a little boy scared of the neighbor's dog 
barking at me with all its fury
suddenly
at nothing, and 
without warning
I see I smell I taste

open! I am here...downstairs

the blinds closed, the cotton soothing shelter, and the silk
I can hear your voice "I need to see your face"
Is there something left to say? 
I see I smell I taste