Just a wink-full of sleep
To evade the fears,
And this pluvial season
of resilient tears.
The jarring reminder
of his last words,
Imposed sleepless nights
on her weakly bod.
He glid through her phases
like an ubiquitous shadow;
And lay interwoven in her being
like a sequin tad old.
"Between us, the world doesn't
stand a chance", she thought.
"Between us, we'd make
the best", she hoped.
When he left, he left her
a glade of pain;
Left her abashed, tumultuous,
that she couldn't draw rein.
And so again she tried to catch,
Just a wink-full of sleep,
To evade the fears.
