When Love Was You
When memories fade, like luminous fireflies
and days become another red thread,
on horizons
When hope is nothing more than a wish,
held in the heart as a reminder,
when love was you
and I was a warm shadow to its light
To what end, do you haunt me so?
Is it desire?
To once again feel my feet endlessly float
Is it passion's yearning?
Caused by your mouth's kisses
Is it warmth from your hands?
As they held tight in conformation
Yes, I've kept your memory close
A jeweled reflection,
of a passing star, leaving a fiery trail
through the night sky,
disappearing into the darkness
Leaving only a silent wish
and a sense of awe
8/7/17
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