Meandering through the billowing trees A cold, almost winter sky coats the forest in a haze Fallen branches and withered grass Crunching beneath my feet with every small step
Your ghost fills me like a flood Every breath, crystalizing my lungs
I can feel you I can hear your sullen whispers blowing past the trees with the wind I can smell the distinct scent of your skin as if you were cradling me in your arms
You are the trees, and the ground You are the blurred light peeking through the fog You are love, and you are life You are here But nowhere else
I’ll close my eyes Let me remember the planes of your face The slight curve at the end of your smile Let me hear your soft voice The sound of your sleeping exhale
Time has carelessly erased the memory of you Leaving only fragments Mere glimpses into the past Nothing more I’ll collect the pieces Like shards of shattered glass And keep them close to my heart Strolling through the wilderness Only thinking of you