a millennium or three

even though i haven’t seen you
in a millennium or two

whether the years were seven
or were they seventy-two
if that time we had was heaven
any ounce of time felt too few

even though i haven’t seen you
in a millennium or two

even though i broke out in hives
even though we live separate lives
there is never a year i don’t remember
the magic of the eve of september

the way you cleared an asteroid field
the way you used me as a shield
where do such ancient feelings reside
with all the memories deep inside

every day i find some gift you gave me
these have endured as fresh as can be
better to have loved and transitioned
than never to have propositioned

even though i haven’t seen you
in a millennium or two

i hope something i gave you endures
that nothing remains that still immures
some tiny token shared by amateurs
may enrichen as memory matures

even though you haven’t seen me
in a millennium or three

About Brad Werner

Technical Evangelist
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