Bon Voyage

tattered, yellow napkin softly settles into the murky lake as it absorbs it's last spill our names in gold, still legible this ring, never fit, seldom worn "I love you" etched innermost I know you do, I just couldn't say it much now I can, but you don't hear it's cold out, especially on the water our favorite time, autumn's change upon us our old craft, tattered sail I told you I'd fix before your birthday that never came now why bother, It's the final voyage a muted splash as the ring follows and I sit, shivering silently in the blue dusk the cold urn between my knees now raised, and poured a cloud of dust, your earthly remnants ashes to ashes to water to earth our dreams unlived, dissolved like you in the muddy waters we once loved nothing left for me: no us, no time I follow your lead, but not softly, not muted a last gulp and it's really not bad Sinking, thinking, wishing watching our boat bobbing beneath silence is screaming, I gasp I'm warmed as I see your smile.