Thursday, April 22, 2010

Even Now

And I still feel 
your touch and 
can see you walking
down the beach toward
the rest of your life, leaving 
me to figure out what to 
do with the rest of mine.

You oozed sweet 
charm in the most quiet 
of ways, and caught me 
more unaware than 
I knew.

Caring without 
asking, loving without 
demanding, looking out 
for me when I didn’t even 
know I was almost lost.

Hand prints on 
the sand, sifting 
memories that still 
seem too fresh of interludes 
too brief, feelings so strong 
and you knowing more 
about me than I thought 
you possibly could.

and I thank you -

even now.

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