When she says goodbye

When she says goodbye
Don’t cry
Feel the stolen gems in your pocket
smile
Breath her fragrant memories
Close your eyes
paint her face
on silver screen of you consciousnesses
Carry along
the imprints of that indelible song
play it
Again
And again

May be
after a while
You will realize
You have been doing this for months
slipping into your dream world
carrying her along
in thought form
night after night

May be
after a while
You will realize
that strange are the ways of life
here
Nor every night sees a day
But remember
Even when all is lost
all is not lost
what remains
is called
love

April 26, 2007