Tuesday, December 9, 2008

I Still Remember


Etch me
In your mind
Completely

Can you feel the
Press of my hand?
How the fingers interlace

I can still remember it

In the quiet
Of my space

Too many faces
Cross my path
Too many names
Too easily pass

And time slips through
The hourglass

A sleek, transient journey
Risking it all
Risking everything

A grand finale
From a lifetime ago
A heaven sent trip
My endless love

Back, to you



-ySm.


(Photo by chinogypsie)

1 Comment:

&e said...

This is a really beautiful poem.