A Memory Poem by Jessica Foyle

Silhouettes in the cold blue light
Lovebirds dance in the dead of night
Trace the light with clasped fingers
The warmth of those eyes that still lingers

And the print of the kiss on the lips of the loved
The shadows in corners of arguments shoved
Two empty cups of coffee
Huddle for warmth on the glass table sea

The smell of the mix of two bodies
Flowers and breath in a memory breeze
Those where our moments to us they belong
This was our love song