i am listening to a song

sitting alone on this sofa,
where together we once sat
a piece of the headphone on my ear
the other piece on your ear
as we listened to this song-- the song that flashes before me
all the memories of our days together
when we sang along and demonstrated
these emotions to each other
and your smiled mirrored a beauty
that I can't find words to describe
just that slices of beauty lay embedded between the closed spaces in your teeth

the only solace i can wrap my arms around
is the memories, so, i come back listening to this song
as i embed my mind deep on the visuals
of flash backs made audible
by your ringing laughter in my head-
the light your kiss brought
illuminates my heart
it is a mirage realer than a mirage--
what is formed by memories from this song

yet it is this mirage of a memory that
gives me the comfort of a shade away
from the desert of your absence

believe me when i say:
"I don't want to get this headphones off my ears"
it is the only thing that hides me from the monster, 'reality'... but for how long?
as the monster soon breezes in like
a slap in the face
waking me from my sleep into the sweet voyage of your memories

i think about picking up the phone
i want to ask you to bring back those days
i want to ask you to make this memories real again
then i remember where you have gone
then a dark cloud befalls my eyes.