"Marie" or, "A short goodbye"

Last night I had a dream about the past, and you were in it.

You didn't see me, but I saw you, and forgot almost everything upon waking, but your face.


That I kept in perfect clarity, stored at the front of my minds eye.

When I looked back to find you, you'd gone, and the place where your memory lingered burnt a hole through my heart,

..... smoldering and empty.

I still long to see you, and hold that feeling very dear to me. I hold on to the ways you've touched me, fingertips lingering over this scar of nostalgia.

I cannot and will not forget, though you visit me less and less.

I can see you in the night, with a smile and a nod, I remember the days we spent together.

I remember the nights, dark and barely veiled mystery, teeming with life and the endless energy of youth, hearts and minds a- flight in the moonlight world.


Last night, I had a dream about the past....