I searched the empty crowd for your face
But you were nowhere in sight
It was just me
And the breeze blowing hair into my eyes
I blinked to dam up the river of tears
That was unleashed
When my eyes were whipped
By strands of red
Maybe in that blind moment
The ghost of your shadow
Passed before my closed eyes
And I missed it
My heart doesn’t mourn for the sunrise
Like it does for the blue of your eyes
Though both be ancient wonders
Whose presence I’ve failed to give permanence
As every day ripens and falls
Your absence presses down upon me
And my heart beats
With an ache that threatens to consume me
Leaving nothing left
But the empty shell of a blue M&M
I can’t help but wonder
If you used to love me
Even a little
Even just a start
If you did, might there still be
Some remnant there for me to save
Some shred of an unwritten love note
That I can rescue from turning to ash in the fireplace
From becoming just one of many ashes
That I can salvage and engrave in stone
No longer unsaid
No longer unwritten
Or is the hearth already gone cold
My ashes crumbled and mingling with the rest
And I too late to preserve your memory of me
TL
1:58am
4 September 2004
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