Remember

Was it the rain tonight

that summoned you to my dreams?

Memories that seem vibrant and bursting of full color.

Seems like a lifetime ago when we

shared easy moments equal in silence and desire.

Remember our visit the last night the palace stood?

We lost just a piece of us that next day when the cranes came

and tore it down for a quick lube change and a mini-strip mall.

Remember the time we entered your building to see your new neighbor performing a ballet brise while waiting for the elevator?

We laughed our silent laugh as our eyes met one another.

Remember the night as we kissed a bat flew in and rounded the sides of the room

hitting the walls around us in a panic?

I left the room and you shut the door as you managed its escape alone.

Remember once one rainy night after tempers flared

you left those pots and pans of mine on the porch with that letter saying goodbye.

You rang the bell and disappeared.

Where did you get that soft pink paper to write those words that whispered on the page?

It seemed so final.

But, the clock ran on for two more years before we made that final break.