soar

to a dear friend, I will miss you always.

phones span state-lines, yet distance prevails
breezes reveal unscathed skin as a candle flickers on the stone
a cold warmth passes over each interlaced palm
tears coat the soil as comfort lingers
voices fall empty of answers, but in harmony they hum
in the still quiet, we plead for sound, true reason forever unfound
hearts weighed heavy beneath the floor, wishing we could know you more
just once more

Lauren Wilhelm