I missed you
instantly before you
were even gone
always being the one to
look back and you
smiling already
at hope and open
windows
he drew
lungs; two
in perfect
light
of course he knew
that love was
better oxygen
for you
ten thousand years is
a very long chat and after
we will dance and never
run out of anything
as silly
as breath
love is a lung
and what is
death
oh, inhale
drink deeply and
shout
while we are missing you
until
and can only dream
of heaven