Imagine, if you will, a perfect day.
What do you see?
My mind shows me a mop of bleach blonde
reflecting the moonlight. It shimmers
as though made of pure dreams.
That silohuette still haunts me,
Arms wrapped tight around my chest.
‘swoosh … swoosh” Calm, midnight blue.
That bed of rocks I find so comforting.
But only because he
is still by my side.
We are one together,
Like the earth and the sky,
But I am far from him and I am from the ground.
I still will wait, for all eternity,
for my shadow to return to me.