Monday 6 June 2011

Something to Remember by

I fished the twinkling crests
On the water, for you.
When the sea stood beneath us
I wanted to give you a present,
A trinket, to remember by.

But they just slipped through
The fingers of my empty hand.

I could not cast forever
Your smile. I could not
Keep it a longer while.

My hands got cold catching
A boxful of brightness
Something to remember by,
Lest you forget.

You watched me. You knew.
Your kind eyes sadly
Caressed my silhouette
Under the palm tree.

It was just the electric bulbs.
We could not find the moon that night.

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