18.8.11

Im at a loss


Among petals pale as death
And leaves steadfast in shape
They sleep on, mouth to mouth.
A White mist is going up.
The small green nostrils breathe,
And they turn in their sleep.

Ousted from that warm bed
We are a dream they dream.
Their eyelids keep the shade.
No harm can come to them.
We cast out skins and slide
Into another time.



I have lost you but I will never forget you. Sadness has cloaked my thoughts but the happiness you brought shines evermore brightly.