The Hyphenated Dream

The author of our destiny

Poured all your ink into the sea

Of sorrow’s night, our hearts bereaved

Your story ended suddenly

So, I’ll rewrite you on my heart

Where chapter, verse shall never part

A novel-fresh, you present, starts

On lily-white, a work of art

I press each flower where you lay

Extract the words from fresh bouquets

’Til candlelight discards the day

And moonlight sheets cover your grave

Your fragrance floats through jasmine

dreams

Forget-me-nots of teardrops stream

On lattice of remembrance leans

Our sequel, stitched, to mend raw

seams

But, earth sowed to eternity

The end is spoiled, our garden’s eve

My favorite page, grief marks a

crease

The hyphen of the you, then....we