I Quietly Set Free a Wish
by Andrew Grant
I quietly set free a wish
that I was an imagined kiss;
A whispered secret on your tongue
Of a favourite memory breathed
in a summer breeze.
A perfect page in your history
Marked with a wild flower pressed lovingly
between the leaves of an old book.
I wished I was the sunlight caressing your restful face,
Waking you gently from your fear of
sleep walking through life.
Then I walked you hand-in-hand through the poem
Locked in your trinket box;
Every letter, like our fingers entwined.
And I dreamed I was not jealous of your perfect love
you said could not last forever.