After Nothing Remains
What stays after nothing else remains
Is the film of floating fragrance you spread
You leave when you go not to come again
For me to wear tenderly and not to shred.
What stays after nothing else remains
Is the sound of silence in the air you made
You leave when you go not to come again
For me to listen alone what you left unsaid.
What stays after nothing else remains
Is the image of emptiness you created
You leave when you go not to come again
For me to imagine it is you replicated.
What stays after nothing else remains
Is the treasure trove of memory I adored
I would leave when I go not to come again
For you to keep it in your mind adorned.
August 5, 2017
November 15, 2022
For 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 20
Sponsored. By Mark Toney
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