Ellen and Waldo Emerson
Posted: 16 Dec 2019, 10:45
Ellen and Waldo Emerson
Waldo, Waldo…
Even a year after my death
you feel my presence—
a light flicking by a window,
my breath stirring against your neck
as you lie on your side at night,
sleepless like that wretched moon.
It both pleases and saddens me
how you will suddenly stop
what you are doing, to lose yourself
in thoughts of me.
Remember when I was alive
how my perfume clung to you
after you would leave the house?
Loved, you carried me everywhere.
your future always with you.
Waldo, Waldo…
Even a year after my death
you feel my presence—
a light flicking by a window,
my breath stirring against your neck
as you lie on your side at night,
sleepless like that wretched moon.
It both pleases and saddens me
how you will suddenly stop
what you are doing, to lose yourself
in thoughts of me.
Remember when I was alive
how my perfume clung to you
after you would leave the house?
Loved, you carried me everywhere.
your future always with you.