It was November 24th when I heard,
That Genie was coming to stay again,
It had been so many years.
I was only young but I remembered her well,
Her soft curls and perfect smile,
Still kept me warm and safe,
Whenever I was sleepless and weary.
Our memories were pure,
And our times were simple.
Mother made the bed,
Whilst father cleared the cobwebs,
From every hidden corner of our humble home.
We all loved her,
For what she brought to our shy family.
She arrived smiling,
Everyone was smiling,
She brought gifts that sparkled,
A sparkle we reflected back to her,
And a sense was developing,
That everything was back to normal.
She was a friend of the family,
But she was always my playmate,
Whatever I wished for she granted.
Things had changed,
I no longer would wish for simple trinkets,
I wished for the undesirable,
Things I didn't even want but maybe some day,
Maybe some day.
We would laugh and play like I was young,
She hadn't aged a day.
My wishes became the jokes that made me laugh,
Only our history made her laugh as well.
We played this game like a vicious circle.
The week went fast.
Every waking second I spent with her,
She could still see the child in me,
As could I,
But I was intoxicated.
One day maybe she would understand this new persona,
I was blind.
Now I would look at her loose curls differently,
And follow them down by the contours of her shape,
Her curves were a tight porcelain cast,
Fragile to the touch.
I dreamt about her,
I dreamt of reality slowing down,
As our bodies carefully constricted each other,
My arm would melt into her womb,
And her perfect face would melt into my neck,
Our limbs sealed us together like ribbons,
My fingertips cracked fine indentations into her thigh,
As if it were eggshell,
We would lie there and become one,
I would always awake with guilt.
What could have been forever was cut short,
She had a man waiting for her in eternity,
Eternity was not the place for the likes of me.
We both knew I could make her stay,
But eternity is too long,
When eternity is waiting for you else where.
Without my own knowledge,
I was searching for a dream,
And let it drift away with my first breath,
So I let her go.
And vowed never to remember.