We don’t need anything new.
Like an updated picture,
you in my arms,
that dress passed on to
your sister. And that
you would stay is gone
too. We didn’t need to
talk further. Stopping
in china town for dinner.
You on my arm,
the late bus passed on by,
like clouds that you made
disappear.
We never grew older,
You had your arm around
me, over my shoulder.
Heroes honored
this weekend.
There
is nothing to change,
I just spend time
in remembering,
how the words that I’m
yours are gone too.

RLB 1 16 2008