Where Your Love and Your Smile Once Joined

There is a silence that walks with my memory,
My memory of you that silence calls its own.
There is seldom a sound except when I weep,
I weep so I may embrace the sound of my falling tears.

There is a pain and a joy in these lonely moments,
Lonely moments where joy and pain rejoice.
There is a loving scar on this aging heart,
An aging heart with this scar joyfully peeled back.

There is a love and a smile resting on my lips,
My lips where your love and your smile once joined.
There is a peaceful wish and an open hand,
An open hand peacefully wishing to hold your face again.