The memory
of you 
stays afloat 
like a
far off 
buoy bobbing
about in
the sea
of me

A man 
is only 
his word
be it
hello goodbye 
or maybe 

a man
respects another 
man’s word
despite its
happiness pain 
or pause 

a man
only loves 
those who 
do cherish
love like 
his word

I will 
never not 
but if
I have 
the chance 
to again 
I would 
for when
I had 
not then
I didn’t 
know now 
and this 
is nothing 

Let us
we think 
happy thoughts 
and toast
to making 
many more 
in times 
to come 
for we
are us
not I
never me

If not 
your lips
then none 
for the 
secrets mine 
hold dearest 
must only 
be kissed
upon thee