4 Jun 2014

in between lashes

silent quick deaths..  silent quick resurrections

I gasp for a tiny life amid the mountain waves of your absence

between the lashes of your fathomless nevers and forevers

I smile

with  each lash a new height of suffering, the loss of you does not end

an enduring smile

how grateful we learn to become that a blink between two lashes of longing

can be as great as a breath.