From the moments

Though you are away

Though we said our byes

There times I summon you

Make you sit where I’d want you to

And we talk

For once I let myself be this crazy guy

I tell you what I have never told you

Moments we’d have had together

Crushing popcorn at a movie

Now I go alone, with you there

A bonfire in the bushes

Where I tell tales of my trail

Listening to what I would want you say

I fume, I rage

What is, what could be, what should be

I shout, I whisper

What is, who I am, the who we are

I gaze and gesture

I look up, I smile, I wait

I tell it in my mind. You hear?

I smile, you nod, I know

It’s been great having you and me

Right here, I am where you are, not

I close my eyes, I open my eyes

Then I let you go

Where you are already gone

From the moments that keep my sanity real.

The fire place