Photographs


Do I keep

All these photographs

Watching them age

As surely as

You will do

Or discard them

Without a trace

Haunting me instead

In memoried dreams

Do I touch

Your papered face

Retracing where once

My fingers danced

Peering into eyes

That once I

Watched fall asleep

Do I remember

Your giggling laughter

Like far off

Melodies being played

Or let you

Go like fall

Into the winter

Isn’t the purpose

Of keeping things

To use them

Then why should

I keep you

Around it’s simple

Just because I

Lost you doesn’t

Mean that I

Will lose you