In Between Here and Not Here

30 x 30 / Oil on Panel
Prints available via www.paulbondart.com

If you were to die before me
I would find a piece of real estate
in between heaven and earth

where I’d build a little shelter
like the ones hikers use on long mountain trails.

We would spend the cold nights together,
and, when you were so inclined
you could cradle my new-born sadness.

Out of the storm of my grief
you would tell me stories
about why I shouldn’t be in a hurry to follow

and feed me with knowing words
that it’s all OK. All divine.

That you left with everything you came for, and more.

With coffee-flavored kisses
you would thank me for the sweetness I gave to your life

and I’d make you stay until the dawn was certain, until night
had poured out the last of its darkness.