Sunday, May 13, 2012


We first met
in the darkness of night
I would hold her to me
strike a word
to light her
see the flicker
in her eyes
as the hardness
dripped away.

Now I watch her
this vision in my mind
a flicker of a candle
which over time –
melts away.

She was my light –
and now
that I can’t see
I realise
that the wind of life
has taken her –

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