there's a spirit that stays with me
two entirely and I remember
when there was a different memory
I could not dwell on or it hurts my heart
I know not to draw on those few moments too much

for a thousand years or more there's life this being
comes and goes the promise of more is saddening

there's a love that is there and it's almost as if
my fingertips could brush the dust of years forgotten
a case of amnesia, a mind of jumbled up phrases
the kindness of a smile, the silence of the night
the chance to know more about every day of my life

to live on and on
to save and protect
to write and re-write

... I ask for simply the truth.