Anniversary

Once a year
At least
I recollect the scent
Of your shampoo
That shamed the garden of Eden
Greeting the sleepy morning,
Silky kisses tracing,
Rushing and then slowing down
To wait for the sunrise
That comes
At least once a year
Waiting at
The infinities between your embrace
Soft hands, quiet eyes,
That whispered words
Cuddling the quivering lips
All through the night
At least once a year
I open wounds
Layer upon layer
Wiping every blood
Escaping, gaping, hurting
And the sun would blind
The weary eyes dried
And the heart breaks
And it un-breaks
At least once a year
There are hopes
And there are regrets
They walk barefoot in
Early dawn where birds
Do not sing yet
And the stars fade -no, die-
Right above empty benches,
Beside bus stops
Where choices are limited
And answers are delayed
Or at least they come
Once a year.