chagall backdrop

I know you.

But not this time
nor place.

before we’re lost again.

Tossed again
to the wind.

Shadows awash
in brilliant light
await the opening.

A pucker, a dimple
so easily missed,
just a nod.

Then you’re gone
leaving nothing
but flat plain.

And the endless gray wash
of limbo.

© Chagall 2014