You are a million points of lights
And six thousand dreams ago

The dreams you know
Where hopeful plays
Slumber skits
Of possibilities

Some waking
Others thinking
Drinking unfulfilled

A sweet singing sunrise
Mercy in a smile
Compassion in a voice
More than mere lust,
Potential

Now in the past
As I perceive it
Believe it
Might have been

You are a stranger
Whom I would hardly
Recognize
Passing by
On a sunny day
While you
Watch your
Children play

And I am
Barely a foggy figure
Not even a footnote
In your history

You will never know
How much you meant to me
but I will always name you
Love