by Deiondre Alexander

Created on: September 11, 2008

And slowly, so slowly, I fade.
Until like a wisp of barely lingering fog I drift.
Then as a whispering wind smears my vague image
I am spread thin, like a ghost dying,
And I disappear completely

But only things that are forgotten are gone forever,
And I dwell still in your memory.
You wonder, chasing after me in your dreams,
So I teasingly appear to you again....

A shadow falls, conceals me
And with muted footsteps - or perhaps no footsteps at all, for later there are no footprints - I make my secret departure,
and slip away through the dark to merge with the night,
never to be heard from or seen again.
But of course I never really was, was I?
Because you imagined me, so I came.
But I am gone now, because you have forgotten

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