turn from…alee of him

the site of his ice blue eyes sweeps over me

where did he well up from inside

I buried him a long ago

and why now

what triggered him in my chest

in my head

my mind feels electric

I sit here remembering life in those eyes

as he drifts across memory

everything he knew of me held in that one glance

we knew without knowing all those years ago

and in this second I still feel him breathe

as if he is near

yet, muscle memory will know

to tuck him away

turn from him

alee of him

he fades to black

his smoke dissipates

he never came

 

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