I Still Remember Her

So easily I take the place of a cloud

And start to imagine soft surroundings

How fresh the wound

When I can’t seem to touch the ground

And then she’s all around

Too many times I counted stars

Unequal to the tears in my heart

But when I try to picture a place

It’s undoubtedly still glowing

An ever-changing labyrinth

In the center of a rose

Dreams hold me down

Cement my feet

Mud between bare toes

I can almost hear the feathers

Floating through thin, cool air

Can almost feel wisps of them

Fluttering against eyelashes

Breezing through hair

It’s been months

Seconds

Minutes

Weeks

And yet,

I still remember her