Until goodbye

Memory glistening with untenable thoughts
They fade out then come back again
The tremor in my being and halting fingers
When they tremble through your hair
Interred unmarked, again.

I wait for dawn for the smudged, murky shadows
From under the crimson to clear
Dew drops made greener by the birch bottle mist
Fall on your arms
Holding me near
I hope that dawn never comes - I love
The shadows so long as you're here.