Vernal nights have returned
the sun stays out longer each night
to shine on the way we once shared
time in an endless garden
where we grew
and withered
too soon.
The colors of this summer fade
in the vivid memories of last
a kaleidescope of paradise
was our time on earth
our parting now
bleeds black
and white.
No simple apology can return us to
the anomaly of our delicate consonance
your absence and the darkness
that follows, without the light
of my mentor to guide
me to where
I belong.
You granted me the strength to breath
your kindness and benevolence gave me
the courage to pursue my own destiny
you held me close and kept
me still while the world
crumbled all
around me.
You were the gift received by the suffering
worth more than he who brought an end
to our creation though I will cling to
that regret forever for allowing
him to hurt you, my friend
Numb to which pain
is more unbearable
my stinging shame
or your aching
absence.
My best friend, my
mentoring muse,
my beautiful
tragedy, my
forgotten
dream.
Our memory will resonate
the most melodic
echoes in the
reservoir
of my
heart.
Here it is always those vernal nights
where the sun stays out longer
and we share time in the
endless garden where
we grow and
never wither
too soon.
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