Today I saw you
You stood on the edge of memory
Lips curled in that mischievous grin
Thoughtful eyes looking painfully into mine
I thought I had forgotten you
But there you were
When I least expected it
Today I heard your voice
Our song was playing on the radio
You whispered "I love you princess"
And for a while we swayed with the music
I listened to you hum into my ear
We knew all the words by heart
And I recalled every detail of our last dance
Today I heard the beating of two hearts
Distant echoes in perfect rhythm
I tried hard not to listen
But memory betrayed me
I thought I was over the sorrow
But a grieving heart is never silenced
It's only muffled by forbidden remembrance
Today I felt you
You reached out and touched my soul
Your fingers lightly stroked my heart
The warmth was overwhelming
And I felt the heat of passion
I know I blushed
It was the color you loved best on me
When Will Tomorrow Come
Today you have come and gone like a gypsy thief
Stealing unexpected moments
Giving me wishes without stars
Teasing me like an apparition
Seeing, hearing, and feeling your presence
Only to disappear...Leaving your trace of memory
Poetry by Kassanna
Kassanna's Poetic Dreams
(Deborah M. Carter)
Copyright: 2001
You await like a woman withstanding the storms of life ... among your memories lies the special one ... only awaiting awakening. I pray that you will find what and who your seek. This is excellent, as I find all your work to be. Pulls me in and makes me want to be (yes a memory) like you describe, but also more than a memory to someone. I guess it is all in the past, impossible to relive today. Bill
Reviewed by Glenna Cancilla (Reader)
Reviewed on December 29, 2002
This is so beatiful and sad.
Happy New Year.
Glenna
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Happy New Year.
Glenna