when I think

Posted on March 28, 2022 by ceayr
artwork by carolina sartor

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when I think

when I think of you
I remember your hair
untamed
tumbling across my pillow
so that
while you sleep
I breathe the scent
of the Mistral
dancing in the curls

when I think of you
I remember your eyes
sparkling
telling me everything I want
so that
I hear a love song
by Leonard Cohen
perhaps
Death of a Ladies’ Man
in their dark light

when I think of you
I remember your smile
radiant
promising moon and stars
so that
when you laugh
I see mermaids frolic
off the beach at Bonporteau
just to be near you

when I think of you
I feel sad
that my memories
of those wonderful years
are so very vague

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About ceayr

A Scot who has discovered peace in a small town he calls Medville on the Côte Vermeille, C.E. Ayr has spent a large part of his life in the West of Scotland and a large part elsewhere. His first job was selling programmes at his local football club and he has since tried 73 other career paths, the longest being in IT, with varying degrees of success. He is somewhat nomadic, fairly irresponsible and, according to his darling daughter, a bit random. So, nobody’s perfect.
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3 Responses to when I think

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  2. trishsplace's avatar trishsplace says:
    March 29, 2022 at 1:32 am

    But your romantic love holds on dearly to those memories. Lovely.

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  3. jenne49's avatar jenne49 says:
    March 28, 2022 at 1:47 pm

    Utterly beautiful.
    Makes me think of that Jill Ireland song.

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