His Love Poem by Lawanya Wijesekara

His love was
this non demanding
kind of silent presence
That did not seek attention
That did not seek acknowledgement
That did not fight for limelight
in her heart
That did not compete
to hold her, to hug her
That did not seek to be captured
in photographs with her
That did not seek pedestals

His presence in her life
was always there
Yet with a distance
that he did not seek to conquer
His presence in her life
was like the sun
Always afar....
Always ablaze
Yet warmed her world,
Nevertheless

And part of her died
Turning into
crystals of ice
With Sharp edges, cold
That will eternally thrive
Inside her......
When the sun died