Through the open window
The night breeze, urgent now
Rippling, persuading
The lace curtains
To join the dance
~
She turns again
Blends the ticking clock
To the drip of a distant tap
Into an uneven beat
To fit the discords of memories
~
She reaches out
Fingers the empty pillow
Recalls the tangle of hair
The ghost face softened
By half light
~
Where do you rest tonight?
My walk away darling
Does she trace the love lines?
Down, down as I once did
Tell me lover
~
Into the small hours
Known so well to the lonely
Passing headlights
Chase bedroom shadows
She closes her eyes
and swallows the pain.