Reminiscence


I am sure it was you
                   looking back at me
                  hand reaching out.
     I knew you would come,
              you waited there
 just below the surface

            moon over my shoulderHello 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 face,
            then there was no time left,
      just a dream almost breaking through
                                    almost
                      one last touch
               from the world
  beyond the watery sky.


asha