Flash-Bulb Memories Poem by EU STRESS

Every morning
My mind welcomes your face
Dawning upon my consciousness,
As in the land of the rising sun.

Your face remains afloat
Even in twilight consciousness
Like a fire-ball floating upon the sea
At times intense,
At times diffused,
But never setting,
As in the land of the midnight sun.

This fantastic land knows not
What’s a sunless universe,
So do I know not,
A you-less me.

I float in the nostalgia
Of your astringent memories.