Fading Letters


I've wandered the shoreline of time,

contemplating dreams like waves.

Waiting for a moment

Waiting for you.


Away, so far away it seems.

The nostalgic breeze flutters by

with flower petals from last spring.

Can you still remember that day?


Scripted words on silk,

heartfelt wishes in blue ink.

Hand to hand,

in the vanishing sunset...


Gone, drowning wishes in memory.

The sand beneath my feet is cold,

soaked with tears from this fall,

Washed clean in the forlorn dark.


Feelings expressed in fading words,

a tiny fragment of soul (no regrets).

A simple confession,

left behind like broken seashells.


October 18, 2006