Only Memories Poem by Kwai Chee Low

The wind blows, but I feel not the breeze
The moon and stars on parade above
Have lost their glow and magic

The campfire crackles with its wavering flames
But I feel not its warmth

Friends singing, a blur of faces
Drifting as with the flow of the waves
Dashing towards the shore

I am numb and cold, with yesterday's memories
Your endearing eyes and lips, they still call to me
I feel your presence even though you are gone

If only for a moment, even for a fleeting moment
I may feel your embrace once more