Haunted remnants

Do i draw?

I dabble and i try

To perfect what i know i can not

To mimic what i can no longer admire

An ethereal beauty 

And yet as soon as i dare to lay hold

You flutter away

Ever elusive

But as a hunter stalks his prey

I persevere

never submitting before the compulsion

To forget you 

Your voice

Your touch 

As all others do

I’ll do what i can

And most can not

I scribble 

Erase

Scribble 

Erase

All in hope

That one day 

One day indeed

When your laughter relinquishes its charm

And your eyes lose their luster 

Yearning to keep hold 

Of those enchanted memories

I may glance at the imperfect perfection

A replica lacking a dimension

Reminded from the sliver of you

What once was

Then again

I might join sisyphus 

In a fatuous endeavor  

Doomed to keep you close

To revive the world we had

Nevermore