And Again

i write
to remember.
to remember
the way your lips would form
the vowels in my name.
to remember
the way the sun
would ignite the honey in your eyes.
to remember
the coffee tones
that ran wild
in that crazy hair of yours.
to remember
the way you would fit into my arms;
as if two pieces of some larger puzzle
had finally found where they fit.
i write
to remember.
to remember
you.

~lt