For Robbie

     A sky of azure which is clear and endless,
     The lush green grass and river rushing by.
     Your lips on mine, tongues intwined, makes me senseless,
     Here by your side in your arms I will lie.

     Though the days that pass leave me all alone,
     your smile, feel and taste still stay in my mind.
     The memories insipire the muse of the poem,
     Through these lines my heart I'm sure you can find.

     Your words and voice are frail proof of your pressence,
     Perhaps that's the intent you wish to impart.
     Memories all that linger of your essance,
     Remain in my mind but not in your heart.

     Bittersweet it feels to me thinking of you,
     But your brief pressence in my life will always be true.

Oct 1992