i miss you
strings on my head suspend me from the skies
with each shattering thud of my heart
a drop with a curse and a hallelujah
a spectacular fall
silent like a seed from a tree.
in hiding, in loneliness, in sweet sleepless dreams.
i see you…i know you inside out…
we share the atmosphere common to souls like you and i.
a word here, a word there, a word a year ago –
a week ago, a kiss ago
on the backyard behind the falling shed in knee high grass
they come to me with the butterflies on my potflowers and tadpoles in the pond.
i tell myself i cannot spare the time,
i’m bound with care and anxious with duties
fearful…i am where i do not belong!
am i not brave?
i cannot stop and marvel at my loss…
i have not a minute for regret, for tears.
but you know, as i do,
in secret behind closed doors,
i take them out.
like jewels i keep for special days
i try them on, i play dress up…
and feel like i’ve come home.
i miss you…
i miss every moment…
dreamt, done, undone,
i miss you,
with each thud of my shattered heart.
© Tsion B., 2015