Les

In just one split of an instant 
Life force entirely withdrew  
With your vitality vanished  
I find myself severed in two  

As heavens expand between us
I fear I’ll recall less each day… 
So, I think back through the senses
To keep time’s forgetting away 

I’ll always smell you as diesel
From the truck you tried to repair 
And later, the antiseptic 
Congealing the hospital air

I can still taste the cheap cigars 
We inhaled as an attempt to cope 
The blandness of the Psych Ward’s meals 
where you hid your disorder’s scope 

I almost still hear your singing 
Of single half-melodic lines 
Always found it quite endearing
How you’d repeat them so many times 

And, while your laughter still cuts me
It’s Your voice I try to repress
The sound of its damage haunting 
Scarred, by the life support process 

I still see the flash of brilliance 
Intensely piercing through your eyes
But yet, with a sense of softness
When returning silent replies 

And I still feel your energy
In brief moments I feel in tune
So, I remember through senses
Until we will meet again soon