Gone Poem by Lonnie Hicks

I remember your braids hanging long
your smile slow spreading;
your hand
reaching for mine,
eyes locked
you angel spoke
your tongue
soft.

You never knew love;
I was adventure
but loved you I did
a fire-fly
waiting all its life
to light the night.

I blinked
Morse code to you
telling you
I would blink
for only one night
as fire-flies
do
die before the fortnight.

You knew
it was our pact:
I to love you
sacrifice
the ultimate sacrifice
you to give me
Joy and Ecstasy
in my short life;
I the shooting star
you the Immortal Angel
not mine forever
gone.