I remember brightest days
Through the cloudburst haze of time,
Softly creeping, they steal into
The far–reaches of my mind.
Gently chiding kisses
Open passions dusty lain,
Cast aside for countless years,
They well and rise again.
I look upon collected things
First sighted by your eyes,
Seashells – once shown opulent –
Haunt my nights.
The sands of oceans fall between two lovers
For all time,
Drifting, sinking, washed ashore…
Then sifted through the greedy fists
Of many other’s lives.
I catch myself floating between
The days of then and now,
Older – both – but wise to life’s glimmer
On which reality is sown.
Never knowing where I am
Or where I’ll ever be,
Only knowing in my heart
What Forever lives in me.