for sale: baby shoes. never worn.

the candle flickers
severed photos of your smile
cake and spoons below

I am desperate for
a six word story, my own
some deeper meaning

relevant

it is the sun you take with you when you are gone
    my best beloved
        you and I are such that when you leave
            my best beloved
                you pull the tears from my eyes--
                they come out of my soul
                they escape into the earth.

                Aiya! O, my best beloved, when you go.

the brightness that you take away is great
    my best beloved
        it is like unto the brightness of my faith
            my best beloved
                you take the strength of my voice--
                I am a mouse before your sadness
                I am a mouse before you.

                Aiya! O, my best beloved, when you go.

your arms are strong, and I can call them home
    my best beloved
        before you, all the other arms are camps
            my best beloved
                you take the surety of my step--
                my strides are timid from you
                I fear to place my feet.

                Aiya! O, my best beloved, when you go.

when you go
    my best beloved
        when you're gone

                you take the beating of my heart-
                it pounds so I can catch it
                it pounds so I can follow when you go.

                Aiya! O, my best beloved, when you go.