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why, I still remember you
just as you were
that final aching day
my darling
my blood
favored flesh of my flesh
even beyond the many effigies
of each other that we have since
burned
parts of your memory
remain untarnished
utterly pure in their preservation
my heart so lovingly moistened
their precious edges as she
tenderly stored them each
so carefully away
allowing some vestige of their innate
beauty to be saved
to be saved
like funds for a sad, rainy day
in those beauteous moments
once so lavishly spent
some skyscraper high
some a flea's whisper small
there in my mind's most cherished
of closets
they will remain
protected as
the finest secrets of secrets vaulted
my treasure alone
mysteriously mummified
but personally
more valued than
the rarest relic
so that when I am feeling
strong enough
every once and again
I may open that heavily shut door
to me now
just to see you
unaged
unaltered
and smiling back at me
miraculously
in love.............
(Sept. 26, 2015 1227pm)