Quietude

 

I never saw you cloudy
but, felt it, like a restless sky
rumbling along my spine
your mood-scent rain
filled my cup
wheting my abandoned lips

velvet eyes closed to my breath
the map, from me, to you
misplaced itself
when you stopped looking
there was something about the way
you silently left my senses

your name hung, like a ghost
in the chambers of my heart
blowing an icy wind along its walls
the steady beat echoed like emptiness
-did you come undone? alone

the ground is false hope
walking in counterfeit shoes
sharp edges, cutting the fabric
beneath aging skin
hugging shadows for too long

tear drops like morning dew, on a vine
ruptured dreams, severing sleep
now all, absent of sound


AnitaMagdalena Poetry 08/2014