Days Long Gone

You laughed
when I said love,
but even now,
these years later,
the ache remains.

What, then,
would you name
this longing knot
that holds me
captive still?

Would I could
trade this nameless thing
for broken bones
or missing skin,
smiling scars

To know the name
of love less fear
from unspent eyes
on days, long gone,
come again.