One August, he was simply gone. When our faded Buick drifted off the dirt road and…
Azure sky turns goldThe dying day fades quicklyGlorious exit
The more I step aheadThe more I drift backThe more I leap up into the airThe more on…
eyes up in the skydreaming like a childnight will comeI’ll cryas I watch the shining starsthinking…
46 degrees Celsius.
She watched the wavescrash into the rocks,with the same mystique and wonder as she had the first time.
The purest, lightest bluestretching into lavender haze,where no horizon exists,the sky reflecting the water.
Dear Poem,write me kindly,hold my paper heart before it crumples again.