Remember?

Dancing with your memory
I skate through snapshots of
Smiles and sex and laughter.
Of moonlit make outs and
Ice cream comedies naked on the couch.

You've become several people now
Pictures shuffling like cards from different decks
Running through vineyards, island camping, sea-side towns
Different faces of the same lucky coin I keep
Under my pillow.

We'll meet again in the future over drinks
And you'll ask - "Do you still think about me?"
I'll lie and and say yes, of course,
Because I don't even know who you are.


Tim Hickey