the others

It starts like a veil

A softness comes over the other

Or it comes on like a shadow

I see a trace where your hand once was

A little bit of a lightning whisper in my ear

A soft chill

Getting a little colder

And a whisper again

The face of the other

The way you move your body

I'm not sure if it's your own

Or which conversation I should pay attention to

Two or more

Talking at once

That is when I know they are here

And I smile

And I hold you