Two years
That is the time that has passed
between us
*
Today
I am sitting against your position
And memories are returning to
my mind
Gently, softly, dripping like water
Memories
Spreading like ripples in my
heart
The image of drops on a still
water
*
Time
They are now in the past, like
dreams
*
Sweet moments
Fingering and touching your
toes, your fingers
Tracing tickling circles on your
warm palm
Nursing passions I couldn’t tell
*
Today
I am here, and will leave soon
*
Tonight
I will cry because my emotion is
weak
I will water my love with my
tears
Like light rain falling on petals
of roses
Like Sparkling Beads…
(For all faded love: for Nomnso,
on the loss of her mother)
*
Happiness —–
…The sky once without a star
Now packed with baby smiling
stars
Like sparkling beads on a dark
sheet
Wayfarer, consider these lines
And find strength for your feet
(Agu, Ebenezer was Associate Poetry Editor for The Muse 43.)