Sometimes Your Memory Is Enough

I close my eyes and you are there,
your eyes always upon me,
that smile I love ever present.

I open my eyes and you are gone,
empty hand reaches out into empty night,
and remains empty.

I listen to the sounds echoing
in the night, they are soft sounds,
secret sounds, that whisper to me.

I hear your voice when I listen
to the sounds in the night, I
remember your voice vividly.

I wrap my arms around your memory,
I close my eyes and you hold me too,
and all I can hear is the sound of your voice.

Hold me dearest, I say, as only you can,
I need you now and always - And you smile
that smile I love and I remember.