I carry the memory of you
I Carry the Memory of You
I trace the contours of your body, rest my hand at the soft nadir of your waist...it has been so long... your flesh long married to the earth, your soul content to sleep forever. I am not so lucky. I carry the memory of you. I carry the memory of your hair on my pillow, your hand in my hand. I carry the memory of your skin and your laugh and your brilliance. I carry the memory of your last breath as your life softly faded from your body. I live a burden of longing for all eternity.