Sign of Zeuxis

all I remember is the echo of your voice. Next time I call out your name will you answer?

Sign of Zeuxis

How many times I visited
knowing you wouldn't be home
leaving my mark to remind you
life's full of wonder.

Have you done the same?
Do you visit my dreams
and then hide. When I ride
my nightmares, who is the steed?

So I don't send you flowers
or stories that define me.
I speak with your words
to bind me instead.

Winter drips from my lips
best suited for Spring.
There's always some hope.
Is that what you bring me

when all I remember
is the echo of your voice.
Next time I call out your name
will you answer?

If I wake startled some night
will I know it is you at the door?

© Kåre Enga [169.106] 26 september 2012

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In "Writings: Closed"