Breathing

(Michael Timmins)

Is this the time we say “goodbye”?​
Or is it “see you Wednesday night”?
Grief and Love, like lovers twirling
Intertwined and burning bright.

I watched your chest and stomach heaving.
I know this is not right.
Did you know that you were leaving?
When you were sitting there that night.

I will reach for those spirit guides.
Call to them at night.
Will them to come alive
Draw me back to the other side.

Loss and Love are coallescing
Around memories that we share
Ghosts we are creating
Dancing in the air.

Is this the time we say goodbye?
Or is it “see you Wednesday night”?
Ghosts we are creating
Dancing, burning bright.