Remembering you
and our long ago lost love ,
I stand motionless right
in the pale light of the evening...
like a statue carved
in the ethereal marble
of our last sunset ...
Winds that never blew,
ransacked fallen leaves -
- delicate harmonies
of gold and rust -
over my body hurt from light .
The unseen fingers of sea -
- a sea that never was -
funnel the sand thoughts ,
caressing shells of white words ,
wandering on that beach ,
far away, there ever wasn't ...
