Here, I see us br as if we had lived br br long long br ago br br some detail br only an historian would know. br br Our laughter br unknown now br br only guessed at br br or pieced(painstakingly) br together br br meticiously ressembled br br dead now br many times br br but to this br man's gaze br br who in his need br to know br br the time br that was ours br br reconstructs the sunlight br haloing your hair br br the laughter of so br long ago br br the sudden nakedness br of your shoulder br br as a dress strap br falls carelessly br br & except by me br is paid no attention to. br br Now, in this time br where we no longer br exist br br where the historian br tired of his research br br goes home br to his wife and kids. br br Still the trace br of us br br clings br br to cold historical fact. br br The book br is given back br br (signed back in) br br the white gloves br returned br br all facts br sleep on shelves br br shelves after shelves. br br The library br (for tonight) br is closed.