The Memory of You
It lies draped across the chair, effortless to retrieve
A soft blue in an otherwise neutral environment
Its softness, a result of multiple usage and washings,
Seems to reach out and stroke my cheek.
Each time I see it as I cross the room,
Warmth infuses me as memories invade my heart.
On rainy, lonely days, I pull it from its resting place.
And lie across the bed, its softness pressed against my cheek,
A lingering, sweet scent envelops me in a delicious state,
And a smile suffuses my face as memories encircle me.
Whispering echoes hover and swirl all about;
They comfort me in waves of long abated intimacy.
My fingers gingerly caress the blue softness,
And tears fall across my cheeks as memories escape
To taunt me with reverberations of longing.
How long has it been since you were here?
Whenever I hold and caress this essence of you
Comfort is mine and you’re still beside me.
When I cannot muster a smile and life is arduous,
I wrap myself in the blue mellowness,
And life immediately abounds with refreshed joy.
Oh, but peace and joy are mine once again!
With resounding and overwhelming renewal,
The world aligns itself and endurance emanates.
There is a long standing comfort and reassurance
That perpetually flows from the softness of what was yours
Despite that from this life, you have been absent far too long.
I shall always keep your sweater near me, within easy reach
It is a comforting reminder of the unconditional promise
Of a wondrous, unconditional love that fills eternity.