The Number

I wonder when those digits,

Now engrained in a place,

That makes you think of me,

Those finger touches,

Learned in the muscles,

May fade from you,

I see that name on the screen,

And I see the way you see,

And why things are this way,

And all I can think about,

Is that moment,

In that place,

The crowd swaying,

Crooning,

To our love,

Then and there,

The most,

The best,

And here…

I wonder how I will,

Find something to place,

Where you were,

And I wonder how soon,

Those numbers will fade,

From your finger touches,

And it must be like this,

Tragic and foreseen,

In love and life,

And all I can think about,

Is the way you look,

In those places,

The grasses swaying,

Watching,

Our love,

In my eyes,

And there,

The perfect,

And beautiful,

Shall rest,

In memory and love,


and honesty.