Querido

Like the embers of a fire,

that flame still exists

As if the light never dwindled,

and life did not resist.

Like the final chord of a song

left ringing in your head,

You still hum a gentle harmony

to the melody I dread.

Like a note in a closet

buried deep for years

your face ignites a memory

that leaves me drenched in tears.

Like the final words of our play

that leave a mark upon your skin

I look back in bittersweet

and remember what might have been.

Light the embers from the fire

for that flame still exists.

The light was us in a darkness

in an Act that still persists.

6-25-12

Reviews

[DrD]

It is hard to believe that I am the first to review this work but the truth is that I enjoyed this more than your snowman work. The message here is much clearer and the beginning and conclusion worked very well together. Al nice job, thanks for giving this to us.

[PurpleQuartz]

Amazing writing fellow poet. It was like you wove it with magic!
100/100