ABSENCE

Don't matter you are not here!

Somewhere in the room

Your memories are hidden

As a gift of loneliness

Waiting to be guided

Through the gates of wish.

I sense them on the corner

Of my desk,

Afraid of my reactions,

Shivering under your absence,

Embarrassed and distant.

Gently, my hands caress them

Like touching your breasts,

Lay them on my pillow

And give them a good sleep

Of remembrance.

I wish to be told

How your steps in the sun were

And I wish to forget

The killer time, frozen now

Between present and future.

I am still alive,

Sick and empty,

Looking at the walls

Without seeing anything but white;

No shadows and no colors,

No symbols and no steps forward.

Just an empty white

Falling on me

Heavy and senseless.

I can't do anything to stop it

So I open myself

Like water lilies in their

Sunset solitude.

Maybe my dry petals

Will someday rest in one of your

Silver bowls of memories,

Or maybe, you'll be back in time

To cover me with

Healing water.