full moon is near

my loneliness grows

as waves in smooth lake

feeling of memories returns

overwhelms and washes soul

 

pain of heart

you can heal old wounds

scars will be part of you

 

looking in mirror

three angles of face

same face

and different face

 

poem wrote

without meaning

and

with all meaning

 

heart stil pains

she is returning

 

I see here on luminous face of Selena

three tears flow

one for you

for me

and last for us

it taste like biter sugar

 

you are so close

and so far

newer seen you

maybe one day

our memories will

become one

 

holding your hand

while traveling thought void