Keepsake

I know I can't, but if I could...

Can I keep you in my notebook?

Not one page; the entire thing filled.

Can I keep you in my closet?

Like the monster of a child mind.

Can I keep you beneath my pillow?

Let you whisper sweet words in my ear as I drift toward sleep.

You words wrapping my mind like a warm blanket.

 

Can I keep you like the prettiest of flowers?

With a grip like you might fly into the wind if I let go.

Can I keep you like an old record?

Worn from years of playing the same song.

Can I keep you like an old photograph?

Precious until the day you fade.

But still there in every fiber of spirit.

 

Can I keep you like an old musicians guitar?

Broken strings; no longer in tune.

Can I keep you like a stone?

Stolen from the fallen castles of old.

Can I keep you like an ember?

Drawn from a fire with cold hands.

Can I keep you like an echo?

Long since been shouted.

But still ringing in my ears.

 

Can I keep you like a souvenier?

A treasure from my minds vacation.

Can I keep you in the words I've written?

Perhaps in the words you have as well.

Can I keep you wrapped in my memories?

Will you be my keepsake?

Author's Note

Sometimes I wish I could.

Reviews

[Deaths Cold Kiss]

another great write, cheyenne. i really adore this one

[Crowley]

We keep the things that mean the most to us physically if we can, if we can't we lock them away in our heart and pull them out when the going gets tough. Nice write girl...I loved it.

[Saturn's Lover]

Aw that's sweet

[jeff hackworth]

it was good keep going = D