Wednesday, January 19, 2022

A Farewell to a Past Self

She doesn’t ask me to leave,
She asks to to stay
Too long 
With too little movement
I watch the sun fade
Blue skies to grey
And never once 
Do I remember her name
Yet, the smell of her 
Perfume
Haunts me

Perhaps it was the way 
The air felt
The sudden breeze
From above
That ruffled the skirts 
Of who she once was
And tore away the facade 

Maybe the distant rain coming
Or the lightning that 
flashed in her eyes
But, I knew I’d never
See her again
The moment I told
Her good bye 

What an innocent dolly
She once was
What a behaved little soul
Now I keep her safe 
In my locket 
A piece that I’ll never let go

Though the pulse of her 
Heart will forever
Be the voice 
That sings 
Through my bones

The keeper of all inner music
The silence of a past
Lover’s ghost 
How I long to unknown
The secrets that girl 
Must behold 
With that voice
That signs through 
My bones

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