Remember Remember

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A night
of escape—
to live
one last time.

We lay
under the stars,
gazing at her home
and its gentle glow.

She knows I'm me,
and I know she's her;
But it's different.

The world has changed:
her memories
are fading
into nothing
and everything.

But her eyes remain
the same shade—
all the gentle softness.

And her lips still whisper
the words of love
and comfort.

The softest kisses.
arms around
one another
to comfort
and remember—
remember.

Remember

She is forgetting
sleeping
dying.

She is flying
leaving
soaring
pleading.

Her eyes cry without tears
and lips scream
without sound.

But I hear

All the pain
and wish it would leave
just for this moment
as we lay
under the stars.

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