Yesterday We Danced: A Sonnet

photo © 2013 by Michiru Maeda

As evening wanes between white parted blinds,
I watch the dust prance in its rails of light.
Reality and dreams soon intertwine
Like shadows of us dancing at midnight.

The apple-red quilt encasing my frame
Still retains your warmth and carries your scent.
A lone candle sputters its feeble flame,
While my yearning taps against a closed vent.

Footprints of angels tousle the carpet
Beside the bed where we made our goodbyes.
A melody plays; the sky turns scarlet
As chimes stir into a closing reprise.

Young wings seldom have the power to soar—
Remember me in the midst of your war. 

Copyright 2013 by Ashley Williams