The walk
Took me by
A mottled stack
Of bricks
The place we found you
Lying in a box
They brought you
To a concrete room
Where we learned
Each other’s touch
And scent
The snow was falling
Lightly
On the concrete walk
When we left
For our life together
It turned to dewdrops
In your hair
And salt
On my cheeks
The bricks and the walk
Are still here
And you are not
