Failing Imagination

Deep green eyes with flecks of gold

You do not exist but still I imagine you

Chestnut hair slightly curling

Dimples in your loving smile

The image fades and flickers

My imagination failing me

Gray eyes cloud up the green

But no

I push them back

Stay green I say please

Or blue or brown

Anything but gray

Anything but the stormy mysterious gray

If I focus he is kept at the farthest reaches of my mind

Back in the darkest little corner

But sometimes that focus snaps and breaks

Thoughts of him come rushing back

Unbidden

I sit here and I star at the flames of the fire

He dances across my vision

His face, his smile, his laughter, his eyes

No! I can not

He is gone

He no longer exists

Clear blue eyes

Deep like the sea

Short cropped blond hair

Stormy clouds of gray