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in these ashes of self I still burn
consumed by the moments where I remember
a peal of laughter in a fragmented memory
and the glimmers of possible futures
chancing only now upon things that impede
I cannot give a definition that is true
only an offering of what I yield,
unconfined and restless to perception
how unlike a lover's kiss you torment
and where you complimented, I knew it
with a chaste smile I love you as I do
accepting of what is and may ever be
so like an instrument that still resonates
playing in the background of me
echoes that hold me still; caressing
there is this sweetness I long for
and in moments I find it with you
as I ache to remember every moment
bestill love, and shape my dreams.
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