Talk of looking at pictures of us, solace
Loving moments, yet eternal by nature
Embraces, that can’t go forgotten
How we love each other, at least in stills

Your grin, how it set me alight
The one, I wanted to capture forever
Oh my god, the one I wanted to call mine

Now it’s only flowers I can never deliver
Poetry seldom written, much less sent

Pictures of so much more, only in my head

And to think,
Somewhere out there.
Someone is seeing us together.
Even in the future, an instance exists -
where we are not apart.
Such a magical occurrence -
if only for a short time.
It still exists.
And will continue to.