Out

I miss the sound of you sighing,

swallowing the world

In

then, slowly,

the world clinging to your chest,

where it was safe

and could harbor rest,

Out

Snow lost in the leaves,

it fell at your feet, oh

to roam through your head,

climb o’er lost frozen peaks,

Winter

In

Autumn 

Out

In that final goodbye

you sighed ’fore you left,

now I’ll not forget

Barbed blade so easy

In

rough ripping

Out