memory and hope
I can feel it

there it is
my fingers
reach
desperate
to
reclaim
what was
lost
so close
they
hover
on the
threshold
of
now
and
then
the past
holds
the key
to my
happiness
in the now
and
the love
I crave
for my future.
I try to
grasp the
love
the
moment
of
happiness
from
the past
the past is
locked
and no one
has the
key
to unlock
the past
or
the future.
the now
the present
in this moment
is the only real
moment
the past
and
the future
two moments
in time
intangible
one
a memory
the other
a hope