Saturday, 25 January 2014

Memory

In a dream I remembered her;
Face framed in sunset,
Eyes like shimmering jewels
Swimming up from the depths
Of restless sleep.
Her name was on the tip
Of my tongue until morning;

Remembered: I called her name in earnest,
To an empty room.
Got dressed, went to work,
Her face already fading
Beneath the sheets. 


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