my archangel (8 months gone)

(late at night,
she whispers his name,
moon softly wafting
through sheer curtains,
she can feel him there)
 
they sit crossed legged,
facing each other
two ghosts
in the dark,
picking up energy from
one another
she gazes into his
blue eyes
her breath a warm mist
wrapping itself around him
 
she raises her hands
to caress his face
never making contact
outlining his aura
with her fingertips
 
she longs to feel him,
hold him close
his bare skin against hers,
to feel the strength of his limbs,
wrapping herself around him
like she can in her dreams
 
she knows if she were
to reach through him
he would be gone,
she wants to hold him here
long as she can
 
breathing in, she
holds her hand up to his,
she can see the yearning
in his eyes,
she leans closer
her face so near his own
her breath brushes
through him
she longs to feel his lips,
to kiss him
 
she glances up into
his eyes
so smoky blue,
she cannot tear herself away
from them,
she sees
a pool forming there
she cannot bear
his sudden sadness
 
he is slowly fading from her,
she knew they had but a
moment in time,
a tear falls free
over pale cheek,
she watches it slide
and release itself,
she catches it in the palm  
of her hand
 
holding her breath,
looking into him
trying to reassure him  
that she will be okay,
but he knows her all too well,
his words press into her ear,
"I want you to live"
 
holding the salt water of his
earth in her hand
he reaches for her, and
slowly,
ever
so slowly,
he fades into
the darkness
 
alone,
but for a  
single tear,
drying in her
hand
 
 
 
~Artist Unknown~