Organizing a cabinet today,
I came across a photo of you.
It made me pause,
close my eyes,
and take a breathe.
It made me think in metaphors,
and feel the pang,
subdued and gracious
lacking want.
That was a good day,
and this is a memory of the light, that I hold outside of my body,
in this cabinet,
reflecting your smile,
from then to now.
Eternity isn’t a long time,
it’s always been a place outside of time.
I loved you that day,
along with each time I forget,
and get to remember it.