Lions Tooth Dust

The difference

between 

us is the 

unspoken

distance

between us. 

Reflective

glass filled

with chilled

water

shows

me

the footprints

of my past.

Gently

breathing 

on my footprints,

as the ice fog

clings to 

my heart.

Silence falls

like a gentle

dandelions

lions tooth. 

Trivial

and windswept

I bend

down 

and take

the brick

and 

painfully

rebuild.