if you want to remember me
remember the raindrops of tonight
the sheet of darkness engulfing our frames
the floating stars creating mirrors
that ripple smiles at our touch
the chorus of crickets chanting
all weave a wave
like a pencil-tip bending lines
into our thoughts
just remember all this
and my name
will not be lost
among the used-up cinders
dumped in the dust
of forgotten memory