Memory

Memory


The memory of you is burned deep and unfortunately clear and bright
I am infused with the smell of you the fresh you the tired you the breath of you
I remember the texture of your skin under my fingers your hair in my face
Every minute together is in me forever like the imprint of river on the land

I miss you I avoid you I forgive you I want you I run from you I …

I sometime visit the memory of you I touch the bad the good the indifferent
There was a time I couldn’t I couldn’t take the sights the sounds the memory of you
I will never forget you even when I can’t remember you any more
Like a vein of gold pressed deep into the grain of fine slate threading through the stone

I miss you I avoid you I forgive you I want you I run from you I hurt …

The memory of you sometimes is too much to bare oppressively pressing on my life
The sound of you breathing the motion of your breath the faint sound of your heart
I remember the vision of you the sight of you the insight of you the shade of you
The cold of your absence the burn of your last acts both sear my heart and soul

I miss you I avoid you I forgive you I want you I run from you I hurt fundamentally

The memory of you is elusive evasive intangible a wisp lost from between my fingers
The touch of your life upon mine the gentle caress of petals the pleasant smell of smoke
Echoes of what you said what you did flaying my life obscuring hope for the future
I’ve missed you I’ve avoided you I’ve forgiven you I’ve wanted you I’ve run from you

I regret you