on Thursday

What I would have said on Thursday
Had so intended you to call
Was how I've missed the way we
Laughed and danced through
Vintage nights your eyes so
Bright like talismans on
The lake of memories of what we
Were of what was left unsaid of what I might
Have told you on that Thursday if I'd
Somehow got you live is thank you
For completing me in times so disassembled
For taking the in out of my sanity
For being the hands in mine
My friend my cher my sweet divine
How I would trade hot sunlit days
To hear you whisper in the shade
Melt golden time into a cup that we might
Drink from once together both
What I would have said that evening
Will haunt me all my days
Would be no words but hold
You close and kiss you once
Before you went away.