A Wish Still On Loan
Making love to remembrance,
I see her walk past
Blonde, eighteen and tan,
and this decade my last
A memory comes back,
as new feelings release
Of a field in September,
when our hearts were at peace
And I think of you fondly,
as I watch her pass by
I hold the thought warmly,
as she looks in my eyes
With my head now to follow,
she turns to my left
My joint pain endemic,
my passion still deft
But this memory won’t leave me,
as that summer you did
These new thoughts my own,
where you took ours and hid
And as she steps through the doorway,
a fantasy unknown
I make love to her memory
—with a wish still on loan
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)
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