In a casket of intimacy
Some secrets are locked
Tender for discerning eye
A bitter look of indifference
All shades in delicate cast.
Pearls filled in sunlit casements
Deep wandering stored in sky
Memories of embraced in arms
Hands still holding a touch of life.
Dusty corners there are
Nooks cornered in precious loss
Horizons left now of futile byways
Traced by fingers of some icy frost.