My silent and deep
ruptures are
no longer evident.
And my hand no longer
shakes to feel
your skin.
Your memories
now bittersweet…
My thoughts
no longer yours.
I walk away–
A little stronger,
A dash wiser…
Smiling with confidence.
I now have seen
behind your eyes.
And have tasted what
lies behind your smile.
And frankly–
I'm no longer impressed.
