Transient

Time sweeps away
the patina of dust
off musty memories
of a time when
I was swept away
by an intangible love
swept under the rug
and lost to the quiet.

Time steals the shine
off disillusioned dreams
that don’t make peace
with the unyielding night
that slowly fade away
like the fleeting shadow
of a lost lover’s smile
tiptoeing away at first light.

Time strips meaning
off threadbare promises
hanging like a spider’s web
in an unreachable corner
of my meandering mind
catching a sliver of light
only once in a while
on a blue moon night.