She has your eyes and smile,
which she hands me softly,
and I take it as we pass,
never glancing back.
I shudder to think
of when you held me,
and feel what I felt then.
I've forgotten
but my body won't.

The two are happy
the way a child's happy
when the air she breathes
is pure love.
Their longing gaze
that tethers souls together
no matter the distance
in time or space.
My heart stops a moment,
because that was us.
I've forgotten,
but my soul won't.

I've forgiven you
and you, me.
The gentile touch,
your loving understanding eyes,
stir up everything within me
before I awake.
I've forgotten,
but my dreams won't.