Once Again. Poem by Marshall E Gass

Through the waterfall cascade of hope comes
a misty spray of miniscule memories
of the a time when we surrendered to impulses
and walked through a 3 phase electric shock
of departures.

I never saw you again
although I looked through every window pane
for a brief reflection of a time we understood
as our own. Decades blistered past us
and now a number, a recollection arrives
unexpectedly
and I am unsure, if I should call
or just forget that you would even remember
how I longed for your touch
of a long ago moment.

The words you now speak still tingle
and tease as I collect all the pieces of a past memory
and my solitude reaches out for your laughter
and laissez-faire as a reminder of how much
I missed in these intervening years.

Author Notes
A fragment of the past.
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