There’s only one in my memory
That’s part of all my reveries
All the others once tied, drifted by
All the other’s words have lied
In my reveries I slowly sigh
In my memories I slowly die
In my waiting I comply
In my acceptance I occupy
There’s only one in my memory
Who comes to me da il ly
She’s part of all my reveries
Knowing she’ll never come back to me
© 2011 Michael Yost