I didn't take time; never wrote you down.
Had pen and paper but I let you fall.
The juices in full swirl and watched you drown;
History unmarked because I lacked gall.
Our mysterious dance leaves pictures framed.
Memories fragrant with beauty yet blind;
Flower pedals gently pulsing the wind.
Words fleeting and untamed.
A grip let loose; a friend trapped in a mind.
A scratch that bleeds long and will never mend.
Hundreds of coffee cups drained and refilled.
Scribbles and sweet nothings scrawled in wet blood.
Where are the wonderful songs never trilled?
How can I bask in the ecstatic flood?
Days and nights traveled with holes in my chest.
Peakless mountains climbed; avalanches found.
Airless breathe my lungs from the ne'ver trudged earth.
Seeking what I knew best,
Running far and fast but find no ground.
Breaking tears from another never-birthed.
I hope your winded home settles one day;
That you sing your songs in a better breast.
I'll drink to your honor and daily pray
That our brief passing glance helped form you best.
Your winsome touch did burst me with delight.
My fingers, your hair in one moment stand,
A broken clock with no numbers, frozen.
Gleams of your glistened light
Leave brittle scars laced softly in my hand.
A tear scars a path; glad I was chosen.
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