take me back to the night of
whispers and glorious
realizations.

in which all was clear,
and I knew your signifagence
to my being.

my mouth
and mind
racing with the different combinations
of twenty six letters
to explain to you.

with your wand
simple breathes created solid forms of liquid
floating away
as I
remained the liquid
that ran down your hands.


fascination
with living in the past,
now tricks me

into thinking,
you'll always be mine.