Saturday, August 4, 2012

Memento Mori

I cannot sleep tonight
with shadows curling in darkening corners
the rush of insects flying in the night
crawling spiders and whistling mosquitos
The floor is hard and unyielding
it doesn't catch my tears (the way you would
if you were here)
I am anticipating missing you
tonight it seems not so real that you are close
It feels like you are many miles away
probably forgetting me even though we were friends
I hope it is not true
my imagination may be running away again
But I wanted to see you this evening
sitting in the sunny dusk with a warm breath of air
at our backs saying, memento mori
It is too bad that our paths didn't cross
I wish they had
meandered together like magnets or converging rivers
I did not expect to like you this summer
or even to think about you twice
How wrong I was.
I realize now, there is no going back.
Missing you is
a given.

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