Memory Gazing

 

The evening's late

But I'm into you most

When it's quiet.

 

The temptation to call is strong,

But your thoughts

Aren't where mine are.

 

The thought is pleasant

To project feelings

Over a phone

 

But have you ever noticed

Arctic breezes carry voices

Through phone wires?

 

I restrain the impulse to call

But I go on thinking.

 

                I see you smiling.

 

                I see you moving in frames

                Captured by my memory.

 

Then I fantasize you

In activities that

Make up your life

                (Even though

                 I haven't been there.)

 

Reality recaptures me.

 

 

 

B. Benjamin                                                                                         

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