XO
Phyllis
You are absent,
An empty space.
Yet you fill my soul.
You are silent,
But I hear you.
My voice does not touch you.
There is nothing.
There is always nothing.
Always, always, you recede through the space.
Until twilight interrupts your silence.
Stumbling through a grassy path,
I chase your shadow.
A familiar drifting fragrance,
Climbs through my conscious mind,
A musky scent, a broad, dark twig,
In a pine forest of whispering roots,
Marks your bed.
Hidden by the earth,
I imagine you lay there.
A grand, polished rock at my feet.
Words carved in stillness.
Pictures and poems decorate your lair.
Messages in a bottle,
Treasures that whisper love,
Memories that hang on,
An awareness pours into a perpetual cup.
I remember you.
A piece of sun that occupies my mind.
Always in our hearts, Phyllis and Rebecca.