| Watermark Places where I've seen you, forever will you be; times we strive and lean through ... faces that we see Ghosts on errant corners, streets, sepia in haze; visions vast that draw us, to the echoes of our days Voices strong that hold still, shaken parts that form a sum; biding, silent on the hill, for phantoms that won't come Wraiths once dwelt there, dancing, in memory, embossed; times remembered, glancing, perspectives found and lost In the rain I saw her, up there on the ridge; always been a hoarder, water treasured 'neath the bridge As drops, they frame, they form her, invisible, she stands; from times when it was warmer, I watch the raindrops land Tumbled down, incessant, stopping gods know where; to me she's always present, despite not being there Times that I can't live through, with faces I won't see; places I still see you ... forever will you be |