Healed by love and sleep
Awakened to your voice that told you things.
I marvel at how you comfort yourself
I wonder if you sat down with me for more
I know you don't want to leave this place of softest blues and spiky greens,
Crows that argue and rabbits that chew, stare, and think, maybe.
This goodbye feels like more to me
A familiar maw of sadness that yawned open as the day closed.
We're going.
You're going.
I drink scalding coffee, swallow down a fresh blooming pain
and listen to you whispering sudden cool laughter bubbles in your mouth
And a symphony of birds outside
On our last day.