Your life still rustles
in me, in my mind

you think along with my questions
I hear remarks you once made

     Your life still rustles
     in me, in my feelings

     you move along with my blood
     I feel you flow through my heart

Your life still rustles
at home, as if you were present

the warmth of your body
somewhere tangibly close

     Sometimes your voice is there again
     in the movies that make me feel

     what it was like, but much further away
     than when we watched them together

Your life still rustles
in the scents of the woods

taking me by surprise in the seasons
familiar in unexpected places