Listen here
I light a candle
pink for
Valentine’s:
these years
of faces, places,
hands & kisses
tears that left us
tossing
in our sleep;
here you are
as if the in-betweens
are nothing
but a dream.
That night
is etched across
the panel
of my life,
your eyes so dark
your fire became
a living screen
for all to see.
But you were
never meant for me
nor I for you
I knew it then
I know it still
but yet:
a silver thread
of chance
has caught us
in its complicated
arms.
I light a candle
here for you
for Valentine
I miss you still.