There was a cliff where we first met, the perpetuality of waves defining what we were meant to be, At sunset we watched the fishermen pass, the last collapsing gaps between us and the sea, She told me she was here for the moon, when the moon came out her perennial smile filled the sky, but then she would clutch my hand and say, its a rabbit's tummy, I read the pattern, completely misreading the anticipation in her eyes We shared our stories under the starlit night, a moment of closeness in our gaps before the pain, All i could remember were the fishermen and the sea, completely misremembering her fragrance strewed in vain Today she left me in a wordless language With pictures of rabbits by her side, she'd been asking me for days If I recall anything, and I was left clueless...to her eyes. [Crescendo] The love she gestured may not be found in poetry, may not rest in peace till memories burn, for what is love if not truly felt within, now i just wait for the day to be done.
