Storytelling

at her collarbone
again
he hid face of pain
and its bewilderment
seeking her with fiery urgency
to rebirth him
out of time
out of wound
and its internal bleeding
out of closed drawers
that never seize a sister's smile
out of a photo frame
where he is captured
alone and lonely
without his light
.
.
.

little did he know
he is fighting his shadow with another shadow
"you are light so stop resisting" an echo beamed
from her real smile in a faraway realm
refracting on a window of mine