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Feb 2013
He could see her
Feel her
Sitting there
Unaware of him

He heard her whispers
Of doubt
Drowning out
In the street noise

And he could hear her
Shout
From the inside
So he sat beside her
And kissed her eyes

As the softened jade
Accumulates
At the barren drains
Of that which washes away

In a single grace
Of a strangers face
From the same place
She placed her grief
In his lips

And as he dissipated
She smiled
Gripped her keys
Stood up
And walked away

From the other place

Again
Michael W Noland
Written by
Michael W Noland  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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