A moment of wind
a shadow of light
colors sinking between the ripples in the silence

as if lost forever
I can’t remember
as one thing inevitably passes into another
how to be if we are not together

and even if we never were
in my mind she is like light
inferred by the sudden cold
the spaces I filled with smoke
like dreams under snow
yearning toward the spring where the wild things drink
and love
in the wind
of one thing passing into another