Eyes closed, I'm drawn
                     backwards.

I allow my
subconscious
to leak out pain
                & misfortune.

In my dreams,
I'm reminded of
the time
          you first walked
towards me, with
               eyes so wide.

Your perfume fed
oxygen particles
     lingering in the air
of the hotel lobby's
                 all night bar.

With each exhale,
                  a warm blow
of breath;
breathe in
&, let go
   trying to forget you.

A fading scent
remains,
one beyond
hotel spaces,
fresh coffee
& home baked bagels,
 as to my skin clung
    jasmine & rose petal.

Leaving you there,
on a Friday night, in
sheer disarray; knowing
then, that all good things
            inevitably end.

There of course
existed a way
of protecting
              my heart;
the death defying pull
that missing you drew.

So it follows -
a makeshift birds nest,
where ribs are
            the sticks
crisscrossing
&, my veins wrap
                     around
             as though to be
holding in place  
a shaky structure
not built for this world.

© Sia Jane