New Years Poem by Timothy Long

New times but old memories disappear in taurusing fashion, never going away, its done and gone, but never saying who is complex, apart of me, her eyes spoke the most beautiful words a wordsmith couldn't say, yet she wasn't here to celebrate, that smile to listen his world gone, as if saying we all die, we all die, the year is no but all the color faded away as the world became black and white, the places left for them to explore vanished as if imagined, his resolution crashed like the years prior, how can life give death he love, was it gods game, they had history as others didn't care, but he did, nothing drives us she matured in spirit and soul, along away she left him crushed as if irony beckoned him so, she left him in the neediest time, is she not coming back, her hair was shiner than gold, smelling like strawberry, why can't I touch her, do anything at all, they always there, where is it now, new years has new memories, but for him new years meant only new death.