the depths of the sky
cannot contain my thoughts
in your absence
light quavers behind stars
beyond The Expanse
the meadow outside your house
surrounds in fog
sleepless nights pass through hallways
like a ghost looking for their body
brouillard dans la crepescule
lay your body next to mine
with only the sound of breathing
this is holy
and tell me softly
what colors you taste
behind your eyelids
when you lay in the arms of your lover
turn off the lights
and whisper to me sweetly
what you saw burning
when you felt the warmth of suns
and centers of worlds
in a forgotten memory
away from here