As if We’d Forget

Andrew Esch
Nov 5 · 2 min read

The sun sets on summer’s cerulean skies

The moon rises with nostalgic winds

Indicative of change

Green burns into auburn

As memories waft just under our noses

Faded scarlet skies paint the mood

As the crisp chill air

Melds with fond moments

Longing clenches our veins

Yesterday ingrained desperately

As if we’d ever forget

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