The Night the Sun Never Left

Past the salt and pepper shaker and nearer

Than I ever thought you would be—

My gaze falters in your light, the disbelief

Than I’m left with—when you’re a ghost

In my mind, and I walk the halls alone.

My gaze fails me in your light—

The aura of joy and compassion which

Reaches across the table reminds me of all

That is right—you remind me of the ephemeral

Nature of our lives—the delicate breathes

And the partings that we will surely face.

Across from me resides the very definition

Of complete beauty, the stigma of where dreams

And reality entangle—and slow dance gently

To a song we all wish we wrote.

Near me resides the reason my heart

Continues to beat—a delicate smile,

Held briefly, is a reminder of why I wake.

      DannYetman     

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