Coals

Sometimes, I think about you At the end of the day And how I can't remember How to talk to you that way I catch the faintest glimmer Recollections in my head A passing conversation Books given by a friend And I had that dream again When you were here, and I was just a child Lost in the certainty When wonder lived and coals were on my tongue I left a candle burning In hopes that you would show The morning fog has lifted To reveal a cloud of smoke