Absent mindedly
Her mind wanders
Across the years
In and out of memories
Regrets and aspirations
To the softest lips
She ever kissed
Just to remember
How easy she was to forget
She thought
It’s not just about the shapes
And curves that meet the eye,
But the inspirations
That meet the Minds eye
As millions of stars
Exploding
across an infinite night sky
Some moments seem
To last forever
Forgetting the Dawn
As you fade into sleep
Millions of stars
Fading into a brand-new day
And waking from this dream
She remembers
The softest lips she ever kissed
And how easy she was to forget
The rising tide 
I seem to be reading you poems back to front. Ha. As much as I have enjoyed/loved your bedroom window haiku, these last two that are longer, feel so representative of a time and place of deep feeling and letting go . Beautiful. thanks
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