in memoriam

i will forget your luminous eyes.
My own betraying heart
that at the thought of you
used to leave me in tremors.
That love bathed in spring sunshine.
That angry exchange of silences.

eventually.memory will fade.
like the colors have
on the wall we painted
with motifs whose meanings elude me now.
i trust time's pitiful strokes
to make our stories
Self contained anomalies.

And perhaps i will forgive.
And be forgiven.
For the horrors of my imagination.
But for now
let me carve this portrait
in stone
for the sake of a poet
who will soon forget
poetry.