Acquiescence

Exhausted, I leave this search
Then she enters with soft whispers
She tells me

"Two laughs were one in a garden alone
Dirt covered face buried in hands
I showed without a trace

Your mind fell quiet
As if I made my leave

But I never left
Resting within the shadows
Of your conscience"

Fragile is the mind given time
An old man who weaved
His childhood dreams into memories

Lost and alone
I couldn't believe she was only
Imaginary