Monday, June 7, 2010

The Remembering

by
BD Hudison

You may be.  Gone right now.  But I can feel.  Your soft skin.  Empty kiss.  My heart follows.  The rhythm of the thunder as broken.  Eyes.  Look down upon me.  You.  Not us.  You've already left.  And I'm left.  With.  The remembering.

1 comment:

Maria A. Kelly said...

This is haunting and deep. Lots of emotion there in few words. I like what you've done with this. :)