his likes, dislikes, his ways, by far unique

his likes, dislikes, his ways, by far unique,
a snowflake melted back into the sea,
so long, far gone, this special one I seek,

a voice, no other has, no more could speak,
though strained, I hear but none, and none I see,
his likes, dislikes, his ways, by far unique,

I whisper it, and call his name, and shriek,
so long my echoes reach, so far from me,
so long, far gone, this special one I seek,

into the souls of all I meet, I peek,
yet find not even similarity,
his likes, dislikes, his ways, by far unique

his flesh, my flesh, now gone, my bones do creak
his name, his fame, no more though it should be,
so long far gone, this special one I seek,

his void sucks life from me as from his cheek,
as does his irreplaceability,
his likes, dislikes, his ways, by far unique,
so long far gone, this special one I seek.

(C)2008, Christos Rigakos