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