In the absence of something

It was in the absence
Of something
The questions arrived,
And life
twisted and turned
To shove the horizon
A bit further.

Yesterday’s Last Kiss

Could I lie once more
in the breathing brooks
of twilight dim
and fill my heart
with each haunted place
I saw upon your lips
I would walk again
through winds of dreams
as though I was a ship
a’blow, adrift
to the shore
of yesterday’s last kiss