Random photographs
Caught in a wisp
Of nostalgia
I find it a bit amusing
How possible it is
To feel the same old feeling
By only looking through
A series of what has been
It’s like
Being transported into
An abyss of memories
For a moment
It felt like it is still
The last day of November
When we first made love
And I wake up next to you
The next morning
In the wee hours of December
Leafing through
Random photographs
Caught in a wisp
Of nostalgia
I felt everything coming back
It felt so fuzzy and warm
Made me feel comfortable
From the inside
But as I set down
Each photograph
I realize where I am headed to
Leafing through
Random photographs
Caught in a wisp
Of nostalgia
I remembered
How much I loved
And what I have lost
All in a brief moment
Of recall.
