the more i forget you
the more my pillow misses you
because carrying sadness
makes my will weak
as i lose myself through the crowds
a soulmate is what my heart appears to still seek
to stand by you is now a useless vow
as scores of faces bless my life with gladness
the perfume of a memory lingers and is you
the more i realize how short was our time
long enough to carve the sleek roundness of your fingers tips
how their pinkness
matched your cheeks
and your spunk
the bounce of your steps now a memory of life
the more i think
the more i want to fly away
and leave behind my education
to seek redemption
where struggles have no meaning
where desires and values abandon all scheming
lost in God’s astigmatism of life
ideals turn concerns without protection
retirement funds drive priorities high
to meet the unrepentant feeling of you
the question arises: is time just life as awareness
from Big Bang to Aug Lang Sine
my lingering sadness is aware of you,
aware of life, how sweet!
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