Word Endings

I read the words we wrote to each other
Words like "imagine" and "dream" and "hold" and "kiss,"
Buried amongst thoughts which surround and protect
Like a platoon on the march into dangerous territory.
There is sweetness, and desire, and the deep sadness
Of two who have sought each other across an unbridgeable divide.
Life, as it is, won out.
Thousands of thoughts and hours of longing later,
The words lie limply, victims of a slaughter,
Overcome by superior forces.
They will pop up again, like daisies in a graveyard,
Lighting dark places, entrancing children and lovers,
Always seeking reconciliation,
Unwilling to give up the ghost.