Day Or Night

Dedicated to my Friend who lost her Father this week

Day or Night

That day comes

In the absent light of dawn

An approaching sound

In a vacuum

Neither being or spirit confide

Gone

Is the tambouring of my youth

The setting sun’s melancholy bend

Has rent my body, Soiled my clothes

I am laid aside soft as a whisper

Gently,

Cold as the breath between us

But still I feel your kisses

And the arc of your voice

Your heartbeat still trembles

Beneath my skin

Your face is stained in my mind’s eye

Memories will replace my voice

So in your ears, privately

You'll hear  

 I love you

BB2011