Through my old eyes
the sun and smiles
of death declined
to seize the fragile flesh
of youth.
Through my aging ears
of patience shorn
the raging waves
of summer worn
in sleep.
Through my fingers
by your breath
still touched
memories tender
sooth love’s strains.
In all the sighs
and laughs collected
the lives I shared
in sleep reflected
may rest where
in moonlight
they might be detected.