By: Feign~

He traces invisible words on my palm
slowly, amused at my wonder…
then he folds my fingers over words
speaking the words “never let these go.”
and I held that promise long  past due
through fire and ice, doubt, love, dismay
when he walked away,  I opened my clenched fist
that had been filled with an invisible “I love you.”
From my palm dropped silvery ashes….