
I decided to repost this piece since in the process of doing a little clean-up work on the blog I discovered the link to this piece was no longer available.
I hold your reflection close, But it slides, evaporating from my grasp, While dripping condensation. My heart stutters with if only’s. My soul begs, pleads, bargains With you to stay. My mind whispers your name, Calling after you, Asking why you are leaving. Are you angry that I told no one Of your blessed presence here? Can you understand I was afraid I’d jinx it? Somehow, I knew— Knew you wouldn’t stay— I felt it from the start. A few weeks only— And you’d go away. My lips whisper. My soul begs. My heart stutters. My body cramps, Clamping down once again. My brain knows it is time. Time to wash the blood and gore away— Time to let your reflection fade.
