I watched treasure sink to the bottom of the sea.
My very eyes watched her swim and swoop the neverending plummet.
In my heart of hearts regrets linger only on the bittersweet dissonance that we shared.

Tricks of the mind and flashes of light encompass your dream.
You play your tune in earnest yet melodrama begins.

Pushed aside but never forgotten.
Hesitation at words because the people we are withhold alternate personalities.
Our short greeting survived the meeting of spirit,
Prerequisite for our flesh . . .
Pursue me not . . .

Heat ends frigid . . . these nights turn to winter,
There's arctic stillness in your breath.
I stand idle, waiting for downfall.
In my heart of hearts I wished for her name . . .
Sporadic contact remains the same . . .

Pushed aside but never forgotten.
Hesitation at words because the people we are withhold alternate personalities.
Our short greeting survived the meeting of spirit,
Prerequisite for our flesh . . .
Pursue me not . . .

Digging up the past never hurt so much,
Unearthing the last time I saw your face.
Searching for buried treasures in silence,
The distance between our hearts the only thing we shared . . .