requiem...

i made a pact with the universe
to never utter your name again
nor
to anyone

until it
no longer means anything to me
other than an unfortunate combination
of letters

like mahogany leaves blown by the wind
settling on the floor of some far-off forest
in some foreign land

our story will be a tell-tale heart
buried under a grave with no epitaph
to commemorate its birth nor death

until the memories have faded
into the ground
and

the beating of your heart resonates again
to wake that of which has been forgotten
and put to rest

until then

love lies here.