For an Old Friend

White feathers dance

in your image,

fluttering through this cold winter.

Briefly, I catch a hint,

a hint of grapefruit,

and I long again for that aroma.

Your smile fills

The creases of my mind today.

Your laugh,

it reverberates in my rib cage,

giving my heart fuel for beating.

I will be

more like you,

if that's where you can stay.

Little bits in me,

in all who knew you,

keeping you awake in our dreams.