my my. my.

and in reaction,
we visited the weeping wall.
returning to the crevices
that promised that
we'd all finally
get a glance of god.
she sent quiet kisses
down the narrow
mouthways.
i cried at the splendid
sight of all finally
finding happiness.

i did not expect
i'd find
that you were finally gone -
and that some sweet
words were make believe,

and stand back and sleep,
finding that happiness meant
we were, ineed, alone.

and that peace
of mind was
the only gift
we could bring.

i. I. i.