• In a moment of idleness,
    Your name drips off my lips.
    Like dew rolling off a flower,
    It’s a name I can’t forget.

    The years may pass by quickly,
    My passions may fade too.
    But your name will come to mind,
    And I’ll think of better days.

    Such an inconvenient thought,
    Interrupting, yet inviting.
    It stops my thoughts cold,
    And you dominate the mind.

    I slip back into those better days,
    When love was not a hope,
    Instead a reality,
    But bitterness is memory’s companion.

    The past is not the present,
    And I speak your name no more.
    Yet you’re in my thoughts,
    You’re on my mind.

    In a whisper, within the night,
    I’ll speak your name with a sigh,
    Wondering why,
    I can’t forget you.