Moments frozen within a breeze…
an instantaneous second
yielding to a rooted perfection
like blades of grass standing still
inside the corner of a bloodshot eye…
speaking in elegantly played tones
of singular beige images…and lipstick.
The way you fold inside the contours
of an inspired embrace…
rousing buried quickening paces
that stand still in heartbreaking pastures
where you extend to fulfill
impatient meaningful futures.
I miss you today…
and for all tomorrows.