I had an impression once, of the dark
Starlit sky, alone together, again together,
Staring into the stars of your captivating brown eyes,
A mysterious dim twilight, and I swore to you
“Everything will be alright.”
-But impressions and memories fade
By the sight of the white caped sea
My heart is pulsated and driven
And washed beneath the movement of the blue
All that was has been forgiven
Do you remember? In the park, walking
Together and it was getting dark, holding
Your friendship in the palm of my right hand, sitting
Beside the gentle trail on the old wooden park bench.
Never before, never since;
I sensed a passivity
A willingness to believe in me.
I offered you a book only a few chapters long,
With more to be written. But time doesn’t heal
Only covers with dust.
I offered you myself,
A gift for your hearts shelf.