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?
Copyright © Edmund Siejka | Year Posted 2015
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