This poem is dedicated to a good friend of mine...
Through mist my eyes I see the world go by, I sit...

I always thought we'd grow old together.
Facing each new day...

Through soot-wet mascara eyes. All these years...
And as you fell before me to the floor. I wondered...

Evening air tickles against the back of her neck.
In the face of the wind...

As I lay within my truth, capturing thought.
Butterflies flutter above like confetti...

I touched the traces of your steps last night.
Turning a love to pain...

It's easy to laugh and easy to cry.
Remembering well our final goodbye...

I shall never forget.
With delight and surprise...