Breathing
by MYRYN VILLAFLOR
Drifting into the expansiveness
of the moments when you once
believed in me that; behind the
yawning distance lies a scenic
boulevard–set before a long
dormant heart…
Smiles flitted among branches
of yesterday’s memories– artful
endearments in avowals of unspoken
love…nothing more beauteous
then you are to me..
Bereft of sleep, I compelled a smile
but…devoid of its stormy charms…
while you stood unblinking…trying
hard to conceal the raising tears
—It must have been the afterimage
of a tormenting night—
Today, I passed you on my journey
down memory lane… I stayed a little
while just to hear you breathing…
enough to carry out my purpose
-although, these scars will leave a trace-