These days it is almost impossible to even
conjure up your voice.
My brain will barely let me
remember your sounds
your enveloping laugh
the mischievous glint in your eye that ebbed
and flowed with the tide of your heart. Those treasures
locked up, all “no trespass” and “do not disturb”
an army of tears standing guard
ready to attack at any slight provocation-
no battle tactic is ever as effective
So I find you in the smell of the ocean,
sunflowers and peppermint extract.
Speak to you with sunset and poems,
hear you voice whispered through the trees,
trace your name on the back of my eyelids
in every shade of orange and green I can dream up,
build an invisible castle for you in my heart.
Wear you around my skin like
Who knew I would be able to see your face
more clearly in the stars
than I ever would in any picture?