The Maelstrom

 (A lone voice whispers.)

In the deepest of silence

I walk into my own created Maelstrom

As memories of you

Return 

With a slight shiver 

Down my spine

The air fills with that

So familiar pulsating scent

I feel your presence 

And visually embrace 

All those lingering thoughts and images 

Of everywhere

We once went

When I look in the mirror

I see dark eyes looking back

Which carries your sweet smile

One heaven sent 

But when those loving sensations fade

And life winds

Once more blows

My way

Just know

My crow-haired twin

In my Eternal White Room

I carry you 

Deep inside

Wherever I go

For your husky voice

Always 

Rides and rules

My internal highways 

Like a reborn Gail 

In a New Sin City

A place I call

Forgiveness

When Doubt calls

And I feel guilty

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

Image shared under fair usage policy via Pinterest.