Call It A Fancy Folder.

to forget my happiness

I see you in pictures

but their context is lost and

I remember remembering,

I remember my fondness

But all I have now is

This long empty feeling

.

I drowned and drowned in

Those rough choppy waters

I clinged to the steady rock

That I could not see

I watched you get battered

By the waves from the typhoon

But I could not make myself

Swim out to you

.

By the time I had noticed

That the waves had receded

And the warm rock I’d clung to

Had kissed my wet cheeks

I’d lost sight of your body

And the sea had long claimed you

But your wails broke the clear daylit sky.

.

I know that I’d loved you

Not long ago but

Those memories are ones which

I tossed in the sea.

And here with my darling

Who looks at me lovingly,

That warm lovely rock to which

The waves had thrown me

.

My mind likes to forget

The nights that you held me

The nights that I held you

Lie delicate patterns.

Behind dusky, false brume,

Hide just barely, their shame.

.

To my partner, I whisper,

In his ear, I call them:

“Sexy...attractive,”

But regret what I say.

.

No doubt, the are stunning

Smooth skin sends hearts running

But their faces are missing

Cut off by the frame.

.

I lie on my stomach

And admire their clothing

I try not to linger:

That I love you

There will be no more doubt

in my heart

-

One day I’ll proclaim

That I love you

And that you

I could never depart

-

One day I’ll hold you

Nearly and dearly

One day I’ll tell you,

You’re my love,