Artwork by Phil Burns
I remember
I remember your lips
full and warm
always ready to curl into a smile
and eager to move into a kiss
I remember your eyes
dark and deep and shining
like the night sky filled with lights from other galaxies
through which you shared your soul
ancient and wise
in so many strange and wonderful ways
I remember your limbs
long slender shapely
and your curves
so feminine so enticing so enchanting
so you
I remember your hair
wild and untameable
even when
laughing
you tried to contain it
under my too big hat
I remember your art
that made melodies dance in the air
and your music
which painted magical images
of things past and still to come
and your written words
which I alone was privileged to see
and which touch me still
but apart from these few
small things
I remember
almost nothing
about you
To hear the poet read his words please visit:
https://ceayr.com/2021/06/12/i-remember/
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