On The Days That We Were Lovers

by Bernie McCann

Funny how expressions carried
across a sea of waiting faces
like charms in search of worthy souls
on the days that we were lovers

There's little sound between us now
we've missed the changing of the seasons
and once alone among the crowd
recalling how we used to name them

On the days that we were lovers
those favorite trees on favorite walks
on paths that used to have a reason
our mortal memories recalled

We left like moons in search of sky
a vague reflection, a lesser us
a memory, picture, thought, or word
is really all that's left in dust

28-Nov-2004

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