Just like that
you were back.
Years had disappeared.
Your hair glistened in the light of the theatre,
our laughter and the crunch of popcorn on the air.
Grief seeped through me,
sucking me back to the day they said
you were gone.
RIP Lloyd. 1964-1997 No one is truly dead until they are not remembered any more.
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