Particles of Light
Shattered
I pick up the pieces
Jagged edges
speak to me
of our history
Here
we played hide and seek
Once
when we were still
very young
we touched tongues
intrigued
by the thought
of french kissing
Years later
watching how fire burns
we huddled together
on the beach
as the night sky
suddenly revealed
the constellations
You could name all
but one
Scattered
like the stars
I picked up your ashes
knowing the dust and the sand
aren't you
but holding them
just the same
pbm january 2020
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