Treasure Island

Is It Poetry

(1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

If You Forget Me.


Nothing and everything
about me.

Knowing not what will happen:
The moon made of glass,
at every pass.
I wait as the snow retreats.

All around me are constant
reminders
of the time you shared with me.

I understood that moving forward
only led to the past.
Should I leave before it's time.

The bee around your eyes.
Your lips are not forgotten.
The stars were more than people
ever knew.

Hurry off and hide,
they come for me.
Where they take me none will know.
And you must never follow.
Grieving me.

Submitted: Monday, April 15, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 03, 2013

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