t'was not your voice

but it was a trail, lingered in air

first here then there

i thought i saw your head, turned

but it was only an impression made

in space, light as faded lace

i sensed that you had left it there

i thought i recognized your hands

one hurt, native but unsung

knowingly touched my lips

it made a trail in water

-cool trickles of you replenished-

i certainly heard your step

like a trace of a whiff of you

after you had been and gone

i sensed a beat of your heart's

essence embrace mine in thrill

bloodied quaver shadow

you visit my mind like hope

that comes home to live in safe recess

if only i could keep you here

if only you could stay

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i captured something here i never thought i would be able to. it surprises me still. (and this is one of my all time favourite images)