Ghosting

Sitting at the foot of the bed
as you sleep
guarding against intrusion
keeping nightmares at bay

I am with you
when you look into the mirror
closing your eyes
as memory fills the glass

Walking along a deserted path
holding your hand
stopping to watch ducks swim
feeling the warmth of your breath

Laying next to you
beside a river, on the grass
soaking in the sunshine
that glows from your pores

Sitting across from you
because you hate to eat alone
I love to watch
subconsciously wiping your lips

Riding in your car
tracing raindrops on the glass
whispering memories from the radio
fogging the passenger window

Sitting next to you
in the chair that is always empty
tracing your scribbles across the page
secret messages only I can read

Standing behind you in line
rubbing your shoulders
feeling the tension leave your body
kissing the back of your neck

Sitting in the theater
when you go there alone
caressing the line of your jaw
tasting the tears that fall

Sitting with you
beside the window
watching the snow fall
holding you tightly against the chill

Kneeling beside your bed
saying prayers of thanks
wrapping you in safety
like the blankets pulled to your chin

Sitting across from you
as you sleep once more
watching for the light
to begin all over again