A fortnight since our final night

in another life I missed that flight

and spent the drizzled afternoon awash in embers,

draped and seething, wriggled tight

a brief touch magnetic, imprinted into bone

each follicle tingles, each vein remembers

the day spent in that other life

that day that stretched and gently languished

a month, a year, a lifetime passed

an ending changed by flitting chance

a moment blossomed and allowed to last

an ocean that won’t lap my toes

tousle my hair and fill up my nose

subsume me complete, until nothing else was

in my mind replaced by time I’ve seen

but my skin has lived that one more night

in waking dreams I wander that life

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