Our absence absolves us

The darkened balcony
lights up in butterflies,
gathering in dreams of
honey at the bottom
of the sky

Everything is bathed
in a peace without edge
The mirror on the door
suspends the image
of our world
Our tracks hold us:
a hat, trousers, a dress
The wine not drunk for hours
shines in the glasses

Our absence absolves us
from all sins
leaving room for
what is outside the door
beyond the mirror
without closing our eyes
We,  like doves flying off
on fast wings of night

©Ionwhite

 

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