My thoughts blind me,
taking me back to the postcards of those few moments where it all made sense.
'Once I had'... everything...but only in my head.
A naked memory, a warm glance.
Images in time that I keep to remind me.
To all of you, don't forget me
...or do...
at this point I have already become just a man who only can reminisce.
A man, with a few words, he just mumbles over and over to remind him that once, he HAD.
Capable,
able,
desiring always.
Winter2011