Oct 23, 2013 21:46
she moved, like light on the ground,
soft as air escaping sound.
I, like a dead tree fell,
thumped the ground and broke the spell.
she, like a bird was gone,
over the trees and into the dawn.
I, like a stone lay still,
with a space that only she could fill.
the sky and the seasons have changed,
but I still feel the same.
she's nowhere to be found,
lighting up some other ground.
-tm