Your smell
Deer musk
I’d search all my life
Your eyes
I see myself
Looking at you, looking at me
Your teeth
Visible now
Through the window of happiness
That is your smile
A blank sheet
A love letter
My cry for help
Where are you now?


                Your smell
          Lost in the air of hatred
            You run through my veins
                     You’re under my skin
Like the most delicate petal
      Of a wildflower
          You were gone
                With the wind
                      The chimes didn’t ring
                               No Christmas this year.



My love letters
Mere blank pages
My cry for help
Where are you now?