Persistence
You are never completely gone.
I still see you in dreams.
This morning I dreamt of you.
It was brief, but you were there.
And just now, from a quick nap
I held your face in my hands
As I slid back and forth
From lucidity to unconcsciousness.
It is remarkable how you look,
You look exactly as you were before
And the texture of your hair,
It feels uncannily like it did before.
So many things have happened since
But you know that I will never forget-
That I can never forget.
YOU ARE READING
Absences
PoetryThis is a collection of poems about losing people. They were written sporadically in the past few years. I welcome any feedback you may have.