Now that you are gone in this way

When you were gone in such a way that only dreams could do what memories ought to, summer wind filled my sleep. I dreamed wide blue thrown-open skies, toes pushing off of cool tree bark, and dripping faces under those gracious madly loving heavens. And your laughter. You would wake up laughing and I liked it better than any I’d ever heard, because it seemed to come from a miraculously unconscious, essential joy. Your laughter blossomed across my skin in patterns of vines and flowers that I still wear, though their stain has deepened in color to a more solemn joy.

Sometimes I see you striding, jaunty, up-weighted, towards yesterday and the edges of where I can be. You tipped your face up to the sky like it was all you would ever need, and your hair falling back from your star-laughing brow is what I watch wade deeper into elsewhere. When I wake, my tapestry hands hold the thought of your swinging arms.

7 comments:

Nerd Goddess 2/20/2008 1:57 PM  

Wow. That was really beautiful. Thank you.

cuileann 2/20/2008 2:40 PM  

Oh! Thank you.

Q 2/20/2008 9:16 PM  

That was gorgeous! I am so jealous.

Bohae 2/21/2008 4:23 AM  

This is...wonderful! :D

Miss Elizabeth Bennett 2/21/2008 5:52 PM  

That's beautiful. *applause*

cuileann 2/21/2008 9:28 PM  

Thank you, amigas. :) I'm glad you enjoyed it; it was just something that nudged me this weekend.

sophiecouture 2/23/2008 7:41 AM  

Very refreshing. I love it! =)

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