Moment

see the light coming down
resting gently on your shoulders
the pour outside raging
ricochets off from boulders
you hang in the air like a whisper
too soft for the image to dawn
but i know that there's something
a-floating about me
don't know how to name it
can't grasp it, it's gone
and you smile
and you laugh
and your energy swirls
like the merry laugh of brothers
come together around the mead
like the cheer of children chanting
like a fountain, like i'm freed

then you're gone
you're away
up and left
and i stay
no regard
what i say
nor would i
if you stayed

so goodbye
so away
so be gone
and like that stay
no despair
no dismay
a-ok, happy day

sad just a tad now the mist has been lifted
the traces have gone from the gestures you gifted
the soft dull release that becomes this curse, twisted
and crooked the way this is sorted,
aborted contorted
and finished
now gone
the cab ride has left us
the ship has set sail
the gate no more open
goodbye to the days

other faces now before me
other mirrors now to hold me
other the shapes other the kisses
other the smells
that to me waft in breezes
other the tales that are spun
other the trails to be run
to deliver me far to depose to depart
to make haste to replace
to return nevermore
ne'er again to rejoice
oh that moment is coming
the dagger is poised

just a cold, empty chair
lonely, sullen and bare
and the soft light that filtered
and the whisper
was there a whisper
did i hear a whisper
i think...
no it's gone