ELUSIVE

I write 
Upon the opaque silences 
My brimming heart's desires 
Did you see them pass by? 

I see them dissipate now 
Like smoke 
From transient translucent fires 
Against a clear mocking sky 

I don't know 
If you blinked your eye 
In that fragmented moment 
And missed the paintings 
Of lost aches 
Upon the fickle blue 
But my breath is stuck 
Frosted in the summer heat 
Torn between the whisperings 
Of willing hearts 
And the haunted moist blankness 
Peeping through. 

In my turbulent, waking dream 
Did my ephemeral peace touch you? 

MS