fainted

I gathered my books
lay them on the couch
fell to the floor and wondered
I fainted and fell into
unconscious dreaming
falling into your voice, like honey
bittersweet, my tears tasted by your
tongue
this moment I surrender
to your intentions
your emotions

I gather my book
lay it to the side
of my twin bed
If I wandered away from here
would I shatter like glass
or remain frozen in this trance?

Your memories flood my desires
my wishes leak from the edges
your touch could bring it back
what had been misplaced

the book lies on the ground
unable to fend for itself
it burns
until my thoughts of you
drift away silently
on the smoke of those emails,
letters
and photographs--
memories of you.

by Ashley Dodge©