NaPoWriMo 2: Cobalt

In the silence of darkness, I think I hear you.

I hear your voice from afar.

And the rustling of pages as you read.

Are you a ghost?

You're smiling. 

I can see it now, your face criss-crossed with laughter lines.

And your eyes, drowning in cobalt.

Is this a dream?

I feel your joy.

Your overwhelming rage fills my empty heart.

Yet tears trickle down your cheeks.

Have I let you down?

a.d. (grief in remembrance)