You say it’s been years
But I’ve seen you dancing on December nights
Draped in somber wisps of Carbon Dioxide
My eyes
They still relish every blinking moment
Imitating the way your chest stutters
Before you empty your lungs
It is the only fragment of time they know
My beloved, how could I forget you?
Don’t you know?
I remember you in breaths
Not memories
The Quill 