Ashes To Ashes

She laughs and it feels like i am breathing for the first time. The world around her sighs as she passes: even the trees are drawn to her, sending pieces of themselves floating after her. They yearn for her as I do. And when she turns to me, I know she is not seeing me, but my soul laid open and raw for her. And I am not afraid. To be loved by her, is to live again.

And in the morning, with the bird song and chill breeze, I yearn. You speak of parting like it’s unavoidable- expected. As if you are not in every song I hear and every museum I visit. You’re in the trees and skinned knees and familiar faces. You think we will part and mourn the distance, but you’re here in the plants and the fruit and the sheets on my bed. My atoms are a reflection of the passion I’ve discovered in you and I carry that with me.

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