Duster
Eyes are the very centre of being: within their deepest gaze, love
Can be reflected and above all: the most vibrant spark of life.
Eyes can give a look of scorn, or frustration, resent or desperation, simple and innocent joy or contentment.
We can look into eyes, and see all life has to offer;
I do not think another look shall be seen…
I promised you would feel no pain in your dreamy rest.
I promised all the heavy breathing that burdened your flame and
Pure energy; I promised you would breath again.
And so you do, breathe forever as the wind.
You form the wisp of air that passes my face
And the gust of rain that patterns the night,
The breeze of summer that will ease my grief
And the movement of clouds and the skies.
But never will I forget, those cries of fear
As I, oblivious, took you outside in the cold.
There’s no pain as great as a memory
But I will cling to these memories
Till I too, am a breath in the wind.
11/11/2013
Copyright © Aiden Asoll | Year Posted 2013
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