Memory of a Last Embrace

Memory of A Last Embrace by Edmund Siejka Wasn’t it only days ago When she was beside me Long brown hair Brushing against my face Whispering Sighs and murmurs. Summer brought Hot days And humid nights. And then one day She left me. I found a note Face down on the coffee table It was brief To the point Almost businesslike Saying a lot And not saying anything at all. I didn’t know what to do. And so the story goes The ocean is wide The ocean is deep True love Never dies. At quiet time When I think of what happened In my life I remember We were like one Mornings together Holding hands No need to ask what we wanted Did we even care Back then? In early light She is sitting beside me At the kitchen table I stare at her face Listen to her breathing And realize That I haven’t seen her in years. The sun shines Full force now Shadows have moved From the still warm coffee pot And over the things that make up a kitchen Another day is here So my friends, I say no thanks Who needs the memories?