1.17.2010

Reminiscence

Reminiscence


I am sure it was your face looking down
                    looking back at me
        your fingers holding on.
I knew you would come,
        wait there just beneath the surface.

Moon looking in on me now and then
                                                              Hello Moon.
The only way I remember you is sadly.

I hesitated as though it would be too easy
       to touch your close-enough-to-touch form,

            then there was no time left,
      just a dream almost breaking through

almost
        resurfacing
                  for one last breath,
  the world somewhere
                                  just beyond the watery sky.


asha