Summer

Where are the days
When we sat on the fields over yonder
Under the innocence of the passing clouds,
Where the world was where the horizon was,
Where the sky seemed so wide,
Yet so within grasp,
As if with one reach I could give you these
Memories,
Soft, warm and fluffy,
To be kept within the depths of your heart?

Where were the days
When we sat on the beach
Watching ships as they recede
Further and further,
Sinking beyond the singularity
That keeps us in,
That keeps us near one another?

Where were the days
When we sat on the grass
And watched as the sky turned
From ink-black to magical magenta,
As the sun peered past
The rocky mountains to cast
A warm glow over us?

The world has turned colder,
A winter with no end in sight.
And as I lay shivering in my empty cot,
Clenching my teeth in desperation,
I hold tightly to these memories,
Like clouds that threaten to slip
And run out of my grip like
Water,
Forming a puddle that evaporates
And leaves no mark behind.


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