Strange how an

Old red box by the

Side of the road

Reminds me of you

 

I don’t know you

Despite the way we

Touched each other

Regardless of the

Whispers we shared

 

You will be forever

An enigma

A spook

Haunting my dreams

Catching the glance

From the corner of

My eye

Like a dusty old crate

Thrown from a truck

 

You are the flash

A shift of light at the

Edge of the trees

The scent in the

Seat beside me

 

Not there but

Eternally present

My body remembers you

For all time

Craving your laugh

Desiring your smile

 

Half hidden in the weeds

At the side of road

Lost and broken

As my heart