A kiss a sigh
A galaxy of tears
It has been 12 years
And still I cannot say goodbye
You were everything I know
My compass my bow
My refuge my biggest fears
My dearest of dears
You waited for the wintry sunlight
Soared into an ice-field of stars
I lost track of your remains
Only to find them later again
At the bottom of a paper bag.
I used to dream you were alive
I had been mistaken, it was all a lie
Intense relief pouring out to quell
This nightmare – all was again well.
In all of us you left a void
Upturned, uprooted from your soil
I hear your voice, I know your words
The dance of your hands the texture of your skin.
And still Mother asks, where you have been.