Invisible (To Me)

I trace your shade with fingers soft

and watch my name be held along

To what is this
To be compared

So fairly skinned, so short of air

To wearing out, to what is shared

So very thin, I'm bearly there

Nor here I plead for when I do
I loved you dearly dear, it's true

To be erased, at once removed
To be replaced at once, in bloom

What I once saw
That sight I have seen
Becomes invisible to me