A Memory, A Dream

I heard you voice echoing in the wind
I ran inside to read all of your poems again
so sweet and so full of love
it’s hard to believe this came to an end
I saw your face
ghost in the crowd looking in my direction
such a beautiful apparition
and in your eyes I saw my reflection
showing that I still hold your affection
I touched your skin
soft as peaches & cream
and I hold on to you like a dream
wishing it could be as perfect as it seems
but knowing tomorrow I will wake up in a sea of tears