early poems(1998) - 4

Memories of past
resurfaced before me
sweet smile i knew so well
-once lost- reappeared, but without me.
Moving along that well known path
that child of innocent, stumbled past.
In another body, I was replaced,
but that beautiful smile, I know, remained.
A delicate wall, kept us apart
so fragile, it was, i dared not touch
Left alone - that sweet music kept flow
left alone - the story unfolds