Those joyful days of dancing and singing,
how we thought they would last forever.
Your smoldering midnight eyes,
your easy smile,
the lightness of your touch,
skipping barefoot through the forest,
your hair pulled across your lip to make a moustache,
and how we laughed so hard about that
until the tears created pools in your bellybutton.
Images forever etched into my cell memory,
into every molecule of my being,
dividing over and over,
infinitely dividing,
until the memory of your brilliance
fills the universe to bursting.
