Echoes

 Well, I'm not a poet. But I felt like writing this:

Echoes

In the early morning light

I look for you

When I'm alone, I strain my ear

listening for your echoes

 

But ghosts are elusive

Like a mist

They blow away with the wind

Only seen in the peripherals

 

"You look like him", he said to me

On the day of your mourning

While I search the earth for your echo

He saw you when he looked at me

 

You came to me one night

One night only

You visited me in the haze of a dream

Just one last embrace was all I got

 

Maybe your echoes can't be found by looking

Like a shadow that disappears in the light

These reminders only come as a surprise

In an embrace or a song I hear in the distance

 

"Your voice sounds like his", she said to me

She heard your echo

While I searched for you in the fog

I reminded her of you when I spoke

 

I am your strongest echo

When I speak of love

Your warmth, your presence, felt

When I hug tightly

 

I can't find you by searching through the mist

Only by sharing my own presence

Your visage isn't perceived in a direct glance

You echoes are only heard when I give what you gave me