Wednesday, June 18, 2014

faded

today
I drove past the places 
where we used to dream
of being
 always a part of one another

those places where sun shone
even when our hearts 
were darkened and dusky

I saw those cracks
we used to slip into
where time slid like rain down glass
like you...into me

and places where our naivete
 still haunts with lovesick demons
and the shadowy yearnings
of things left undone

I touched 
wood and stone and glass that
still holds our salty tears
from a thousand years ago
and the milk from ancient wounds
 not fully sapped

I stood under trees
now wiser
with the same watchful branches
 still keeping our secrets

and ached with the stabbing throbs
of resurfaced memories
long ago buried

sometimes there's beauty in decay
sometimes
there's just decay