Rye

Rye

no doubt you are my muse
I have not forgotten any part
of our brief encounter
the warm embrace cool dismissal

I would not have you believe
that my life was empty
after you sent me away
true enough some pain was known

after a time tender women came
with provisions for my heart
taught me to love without fear
gave me moments to savor

allowed me the space
to store softly focused memories
and in this place I have kept you alive
even though when we pass on the street

I know to you I am dead

JRS
6/2/2009