i hate the mist here
thick and dim lingers around my fingers
echoes limboing around the walls distant
never finding any place to end
though silence fills the heavy burdened air
a darkness dead took and kept my life

a window
old with dust
and dusk behind the pane
flickering small aeons
glimpsing pictures of her
in the white gown
i imagined for her

i follow you through your days
imaging summer beneath your feet
and the thorns from the roses you bear
i swallow to keep you away from pain

and your smile
to fill my hollow soul
to grant my heart one last piece of warmth
before i close the window again
to keep myself out of the heaven you have
though how much it hurts to see you there
i cry in ease to know you are there

oh how i would have wanted to join you in your heaven
but this darkness, my home
vanishes without me
because you need this darkness
even though you don't know
to keep your heaven alive

the pane closes
and i step back into the dark

alone

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