I like that you took good care
Of the smiles I left behind
And stored them safely
Wrapped in linen handkerchiefs
We bought in the garment district
After a long train ride to the city
And knowing in your old piano benchseat
You've tucked away the sheet music
To my favorite Simon and Garfunkle songs
And every once in awhile
For no reason, hum them aloud
It pleases me profoundly
That you remember my middle name
Not just my initial
And still address letters to me
Using 'Miss'
On nights when the air hangs heavy
With lonely thoughts of what happened
To the eternity lovers swear by
I like that you lift a lantern
In the lighthouse of our long ago love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I do like the story this paints a nice clear picture