Forgotten
~~~
Your words now, mere whispers in the willows
The fragrance of yesterdays and long gones
Mingle with the sweet scent of the rose
Thorned in the regrets that I once believed
~~~
The voluptuous form memorized by lips
Fades to a world of shadows and lost thoughts
Now formless, an apparition of old desire
It does not appear in a life this bright
~~~
Your kiss, the once breath of life
Hangs stale on a palette more learned
Its warmth and fire frozen by time
And distance denies or defies the longing
~~~
Recycled memories that hold little
Even all the good has paled in absence
Maybe that was all we could hope for
A future fragile, faint, and forgotten
~~~
commonsensiblyspeaking 
it becomes an ethereal faded memory after a time
Like all things both good and bad. Thank you, Beth!
You have such a beautiful way with words, my dear friend. That last stanza is pure gold. You always get me with your endings. ❤
Maybe I should hodge-podge together a bunch of my poem endings and then it might be really good the whole way through….🤣 Thank for your kind words and constant support, dear Kristian!
For the record, I believe everything you write is gold. The entire poem is moving. However, very early in our friendship you told me that a good poem begins at the end. I have never forgotten that. I apply it to my own writing. I try very hard to leave my writers wanting more, or to circle back around to the beginning. Of course, some are better than others.
Anyway, I know you were kidding, but you know me, I am going to gush over your poetry every chance I get!
Yes, I was kidding and, yes, you will gush. We all must simply be who we are. Thank you, my friend! And I still believe a good poem starts at the end.
Yes, Virginia, there are bear attacks in Yosemite National Park. 🤣🤣🤣
Okay, Santa, I believe I said no deaths have resulted in bear attacks at Yosemite National Park, not that there weren’t attacks at all. I am not disputing the fact that you were right, but I was not wrong! 🤣🤣🤣
How many bites does it take to get to the center of a people pop? 🤣
You are killing me! 🤣 I am never going to live this one down, am I? 🤣🤣
I would say to go ask a bear, but that would only further prove your point, so… I don’t know, go ask an alligator. 😜
The alligator said, “Ask the giraffe.” 🐊🦒
The giraffe said, “Moo, I’m a goat”. 🤣🤣🤣
🤣🤣🤣 That is seriously the best! We should put that on our giraffe onesies!
Ethereal almosts.
I love that phrase. Thank you, Chel!