Linger

Written 2012.

In the candle I see your light,

a flame, a flicker to keep me warm.

And though your presence here lingers,

time can't fade the chill, the ice

of your fingers crossing these scars

that refuse to heal.

Your voice whispers on the wind,

a tongue shrill echoes on the air,

calling to me over the silence,

if only to let me know you

are there.

And though your hand

rests on my shoulder, all the

time in the world couldn't bring

you back to me,

the morning dew brings the sun,

and its light grows ever colder.

This mirror is all that stands between,

broken shards of glass keeping you from

me, I reach and I touch, stains of red

on tears my only gift to you.

The snow came too early for us to see,

your winter meeting my spring.

On my knees I watched you leave,

face down in your chest the tears burned,

I hurt, and I couldn't feel a thing.

Darkness settles in, and

in the candle I see your light.

A flame, flickering to bring me warmth,

as cold brings in the night.

Reviews

You can sense the anguish in every line, yet it is written so beautifully that you are not left feeling sad. Very nice write :) Thank you for sharing

[Kaya]

This is so beautifully heartfelt and heartbreaking.

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you turned pain into beauty...loved it!