This Close

This close to capturing the moon!

This Close

Remember when we were this close to  perfection?

until it all slipped away like a breath or a sigh

 remember how close we were to that promise

recall how we loved and then said good bye?

Remember the sparks that ignited our fire 

my lips can still taste your sweet gentle kisses

 we had only just started before it all ended

in this life that's a series of near hits and near misses?

Remember the moon that we promised each other

in the dark of the night when our lives were still good

why did we not reap from the love that we gathered, 

the roses that bloom, not the thorns that drew blood?

Was it real or a dream or a lie or a promise

or an illusion like time, to be marked and remembered

if it's gone then why is it here at the moment?

So close once again, so present and treasured

The mysteries of life and of love dance in tandem

with the words of the poet, the ghosts of the bard

 just as we danced when we were together

before we were stripped of the final reward

Perhaps this was all a part of the journey

to love as we can in each moment we live

with a lifetime of promises left unspoken

and a lifetime of love still in us to give