EVEN WHEN YOU'RE GONE

EVEN WHEN YOU’RE GONE

We have laid the stones securely, cemented thick and fast
And deep into the well of time our coins of passion cast.

The love that glimmers from your eyes, it lights each golden dawn
And wraps me tight in downy bliss, even when you’re gone.

Your eyes that stare from the picture frame,
The memories cascade into view.
And burn the paths that we’ve traversed,
Each fragrant scent, each glorious hue.

A treasured camaraderie, the nuance of the song,
Reverberates in sonic sweetness, even when you’re gone.

You’ve burrowed deep beneath the skin,
Pierced the thick and blunt veneer.
The objects in our shared rear view
Loom closer than they once appeared.

The Eiffel Tower flashes keen, the Seine flows like a diamond,
The walks along a moonlit beach, barefoot, joyful, spirits flying.

We have laid the stones with careful skill, I loved you then and always will.
Like a sunset pink on a cool, green lawn
That shimmers in the half-light, even when you’re gone.

-Bruce Potts
Copyright 2008
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