With mixed emotions
I cleared my treasure box of things,
A photograph of my favorite chair
Where our love story unfolded.
A copy of a photograph,
Symbolic of my love’s tenderness.
The blue window lamp
With directions to my heart,
Your favorite quote, which celebrated
The wonder of small miracles
And a string of your wisdom pearls
Composed and custom made
Especially for me.
A candle we lit, at the alter of
Our love’s worship, when you
Went on your knees
Proclaiming your devout love,
Drank wine from my chalice,
Tasted our communion.
But most of all, it was your letters,
Dedicated to me, words carefully chosen,
Written with blood from your heart
Inscribed with the silver pen of your soul,
Words filled with baptismal fire
Celebrating ascension of glory to glory,
Your farewell letter, which made me cry
Where your goodbyes were filled with regret,
Bonding my love with yours, one last time
To capture a seed for germination
For another age and place
Of our soul’s reunion.
In the end, I placed everything back
In my treasure box of things
Along with a recording
Of one of my favorite songs
Not ready yet, to simply forget
The lessons I learned
In order to pass my own test.
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