drawn from your side
divinely divided
by time and place
I mourn the loss of
what I do not remember
dreams
of mist and light
play hide & seek
as my heart weeps
with the dawn
memories
not quite erased
cling
like sand
on a beach towel
teasing my imagination
daring me
wait
no longer searching
yet
looking
my soul’s yearning
a stubborn match
of hope
in the darkness
of your absence
2002, January