Remembering Your Face Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Waltzing along, sliding into pools of yesterday's
totality, invigorating my spirit, tantalizing and
tempting desires to be quenched by you, my love.

You are no longer here with me and tears begin to
fall, moonlight bathing me along with sorrow, fill-
ing me altogether.

Remembering your face as the moonlight used to ill-
uminate it in the darkness of the night, memories
touching my heart as I begin to cry again.