forgetfulness and loneliness,

into the past...all greyness and wisps of fog--

find me if you can.

The anchor that I search for

is sunk deep into the sandy sea.

I look for you, my hand

outstretched,

never quite touching but almost glimpsing.

I love you more than words can say.

Time and eternity will bring round our time of

uniting,

and the ache will finally be dissolved

in the final embrace of Life.

(for Kent)

--fleur    27.v.86