In December

I am amazed by fire

That burns, leaves nothing

But distant reminiscence

Of affection lost

Dreams deferred

Indefinitely.

Longing that persists

Through the days

Resurrected by sound, music

Images, real and imagined

Memories that rise unbidden

To wreck righteous terror

On those feckless lovers

Who set the fire

With minds intact

Eyes wide open

Then only to lament

And wonder…

Endlessly wonder

What could have been

The possibilities

Broken souls together

Facing the world

Mocking them

With whispered words

And private jokes

For not knowing

That we know

That together

Even the fiery fire

Of the desert sun

At noon, in December

Is conquered forever

By the consuming passions

That come alive

When I lean to your ear

To say I’ve missed you,

I wish you were here