I thought I had lost you.
I looked everywhere.
You had been here, then,
In that Good year.
I sometimes thought
I could hear you
Laughing
Singing
But no...
It was only the
Hollow of my
Heart.
But then, today!
Today I found your old hand-mirror,
The small silver one I gave you
Which you left in a forgotten drawer.
And I can almost see you,
Your sweet reflection
Through the dust.