Every thought I've ever had
or feeling, felt; she's there
in the thick of it, as if
she were there all along.
In the early morning hours
alone, in the dark when
the shadows taunt and
scream, spinning
around my head, I feel
the breath of her soul
inside of me; burning
the pain into ashes
and the wings of love
take flight;
taking me away
from my memories
of misery.
