A once-of-man absorbed subtle beams above
Igniting his ashen hollowed eyes..
Through box and garden centre granite stones he rose
As strained muffled sobs washed over his evanescence..
Alighting on tipped damp leaf air
Her sobs so elemental hushed his silence..
By the gravestone she wept an ingress bereft
She placed new flowers whispering..
His etheric self floated closer
A translucence of bubbles brushing blown..
Who is she..reanimated memories wracked
Her words flit soft stems elusive..
A squirrel stared fallen leaves drip-tapped
the woman tender confiding..
Her perfume scent the colour mauve
She entwined her candle flame his pane physique..
She glanced through his fractal frost dissolves
..and who is she..crying..for me..
She shall visit every now and again
Spilling afterimages over a well of mist..
