Presence

The light beaming from behind the tree
The warmth of a fire comforting me
The soft touch of satin sheets on my skin
The little voice talking to me from within

The cloud floating by right when I look at the sky
The cab swinging round the bend right when I arrive
The 5-dollar bill I find on the street
The dessert I have as a special treat

The door creaking open in the middle of the night
The lost book appearing by your picture
The memory of throwing up on you mid-flight
The good times and bad, a wonderful mixture

The presence is always there
Embedded in my heart no less
Floating about in the air
I can almost feel your gentle caress
Soaring through memories
Whooshing through my brain
Snippets of laughter, tears
A child screams with joy
Splashing in the pool, swinging at a ball
Eating breakfast even
I have it all.

Its still there I tell you
It can’t be gone
Cause, if it’s gone, what then?
What happens to me?
That can’t be, can’t be true.
Then I’d have no place
It was you that put me here.
Now that I’m alone I can’t fear your absence
I can’t cry for your absence.
You’re here, somewhere.
Right?