Seated at a table with white linen cloth
Your chair swooning mine
Though I am burdened I still love you
I plight thee my troth
To him I turned, brows furrowed with ache
"I have changed in your absence.."
The words tasted metallic through my teeth
"Is it me you will forsake?"
He smiled at me without another exchange
Perhaps that was my answer
A closing chapter of my codex
I lay it shut the rest of the supper that remained
The fracture between time mended itself for me
Sharp fragments melted into water
Its waves were the ocean in a seashell
I looked so happy
And in a single sliver of an opened eyelid I awoke
The sea still frozen in ice
Did I ever tell him that I loved him?
My memory withered, joining in his ashes
Leaving in a puff of smoke