Formal tags and titles
have no meaning here,
mere words like any other
transparent and elusive
with no real grasp,
ghosts that move like shadows;
but in a human heart
it's known that an era existed
when all that fought
to push the blood through my veins
every day, was you.
Time evades me
and all matters come to close,
memories opalescent
reflect your tongue
in the mirror, I see strangers
becoming friends, and strangers again.