At first I did not see you against
the low sun lighting your pale look
between two uncut fields
the sky neither blue or red
I did not know your pale,
breathless face, becoming light;
I forgot to write down every word
or draw close your smile
I was not in touch with the light
drawing you uphill, that beauty
into the slow falling sun, yet I held
this uncut sky in my hands
And now I see, written down
in this high field, the story
of belonging, you and me
and how we tried to smile.
3 replies on “At First I Did Not See You”
this is breathtaking
It was written with pen and paper at the bedside table. I woke emotional and distinctly felt I had lost the one loved.
explains the emotion that comes through loud and clear…even in the digital void that is the internet.