Although I am locked into a life without
you, I feel you behind my eyes.
I feel you deep down inside where no one
else has been.
I sense the softness of your skin, even though
we never touched beyond a parting embrace.
I can still feel your eyes finding mine.
We stared in silence because we would no
longer share long walks, chats, and late night
laughter. And crying. Then came the final hug.
Our lingering stare said what couldn’t be said.
Our silence screamed to know all the things
we will never know together.
To this day, my memory is full of you, even
though we shared only time and tears.
Copyright © 2013 Alan L. Slaff, selected from
“The Boy in the Mirror (2nd Edition)”