I wrote this for my husband on November 30, 2014, back when we were involved in a long-distance relationship.
But my mom thought it could apply to my brother, who died when I was a girl.
Plenum
The spaces between atoms
Between places
Where you and I have never met
The spaces created just for you
With memories of times that don’t exist
With songs that play just the right melody
With just the right words
And spaces between the beats
You are everywhere and nowhere at once
In every crevice of my soul you exist
In every tear
Your laugh
Your smile
Your touch
All ghosts
Or made up dreams
You are the unobserved electron
Popping in and out of an imagined life
Where neurons fire with every thought of you
You are every empty place In my heart
Jennifer Claywood 