Mireille Eid

Separation

 

Only gently
I place the hanging strand of hair
behind my ear
I do not want to ripple
the soft pain
lying there like a pond

Time
is dissolving your pearl
Helen
Now
on this warm summer night
where stars
out of my window
draw the shape of your illusion
Security
invades your mind
I can no longer touch you
not anymore
never again.

 

©Mireille Eid

  

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