Sep 24, 2007 00:13
Your Breath is no more
you have both found rest
at last
yet, no more of your laughter -
the sound that made my body smile.
(the sun came out to hear it
the flowers turned their faces to listen.)
these swollen eyes miss your smile
a mirror image of your Heart,
not captured in that phony 5x7
(that smile hid itself in closets
and was lost
as fingernails created scars that showed your own color).
the closet - your confidant -
in the darkness all was revealed,
but
no healing was found.
your Breath was wasted on Davidic cries
that seemed to find no answers,
until
an echo -
delayed.
(Breath would be no more
and the Flowers turned their faces to mourn.)