Do falling embers dance inside your memories

Do shifting sands swallow you to reverie

When we laugh and link to echos of the past

Have you forgotten to remember me

Am I that wrinkle in your skin that just can’t seem to fall out

A scar that catches on your fingers when your skin is softly traced out

Do you resonate a shadow seeking out the fading candle

So you can illuminate the markings, watch them melt and slowly phase out

I drew the colours breathing in when I spoke your name

Such a mural only thought to live in depths of cosmic veins

A paper held your heart better than I could ever

Now it’s my favorite piece of parchment bleeding ink and fully stained

A picture holds a thousand syllables but never speaks a peep

A single simple paper cut that never stops the bleed

I keep tainting all your beauty and the colour smears to apathy

Who would have thought a picture could leave a cut so lovely deep

I thank the wounds that never seem to sleep and shut

The ache is long for that of fondness that once was us

So I keep the pain and smile tears

If you’re happy I too feel joy - for you the most deserve love