cherie, my hands are wilting
ever so
and while my fingers brim with words
I speak to you
listen to the whispers
and my voice will touch you
blossom palms,
I will show you all I have found
the mountains in the sky
the life in the sunrays
the stories of the trees
the wisdom of the water
cherie, my eyesight is fading
ever so
and my irises reflect the mirrors
I must give you
stare through them
and in you I will stir
dove lungs,
you can use my eyes to see
the sparkle in the stars
the silver crown of the moon
the solace of the night sky
the beauty you exude
I hear trains rumbling
promises, echoing your name
fissures in the air, reminders
when my youth fades
it will embrace you
and my ghost will kiss you
then you will be left
rosebud nose
clover cheeks
petal lips
hummingbird heart
to reach, reach, reach
and remember
