A Whisper of Blue

We say goodbye
With cracked porcelain smiles
and I lament how the death of love
becomes you
I breathe the vacuum

 Yet
 Through the long night comes a new pain
 parting
 on now
strange city streets 
memories
At the edges
where dark silence
forsakes
drowning
in tumult --

 I whisper
my heart's hopes
 burst forth
like a dream merchant marketing solaces,
on a sunny Sunday before the church doors open

 But I am still alone
 and the slap of you still lingers….
 more potent than any kiss
 it's because with you
                    I understood
                    alive