Pearls of lightning
Droplets of daydreams,
softly they fall, unseen, from your lips,
hanging, like pearls, an inch from the ground,
suspended on a thread of an icicle.
I watch these droplets splash into the air,
Dissipating into cloudless waters,
I inhale in silent breaths.
Every word that slips from your mouth,
floats in the air around you; I watch
as they begin to fade and drip down,
like a love heart on a window pane.
Desperately, I try to save them,
cupping my hands to catch the
pebbles as they fall. But, too late,
before I can salvage them from
the endless sea of oxygen,
you are gone, they are gone,
And I stand alone and breathless,
In a crystallised puddle.