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Josh Aug 2021
If we were lost,
Where would found be?
If you weren't here,
What space would exist?
If a void is measurable in it's vast,
Then perhaps time could extend us this kiss
If we woke up from this dream without memory,
Would my eyes latch to yours, the still the same?
Would it be years?
Would it be tears that guide us?
Would our hearts still be as one ingrained?
Josh Jun 2021
I remember grass between my toes
Sun slapped wood, cooking
Thick fresh air,
Warmed after the long breath of fall
It would be hard to imagine excitement in a place that breeds calm,
but there we were, jitters and all

Summers ago,
We laughed and talked growing's gossip
And while you teased,  
I couldn't have been more enthralled

Years later, I returned,
To find you
And found you, I did
Your beauty, still the same,
one and all

You walked towards me,
Like you did with a smile,
and to this day
I thought of your lips in the light we first met

That day, though, I turned away
Out of embarrassment and shame
As it rained, I cleared out of sight, instead

9 years later,
You are gone but the memory still remains,
And I can't help but wonder if it were
But half a world away,
time flowered and it had its way,
As your kids are now grown and the world shifted

That summer we talked about love
Yet I only new your name,
We pieced together feelings on the dock of the lake
The last time I saw you,
I regret not smiling back,
And congratulate you on cutting the cake
Josh Dec 2020
I see your flower has grown tired
Wilting slightly under your hand's weight,
Time has stretched its pedals,
and moisture left its stem

I see it dreams of youth,
It clings to the memories of the suns drink
Thirsting, it stays dormant
Under the shade of your palm
Josh Nov 2020
I still feel your eyes locked to me
Imprinted, and stained behind the veil of years

More than the memory of  forgotten scents
More than time stacked upon
More than the sun and moon,
Dipping and flipping day after day

You could never know,
As the fading eye's light grows,
and at most trust's
as the chill brushes the cheek

So here, an Ode to you,
Once, more as a toast to the past
Where the light in my fading eyes grows,
and at most trust's
as the chill brushes the cheek
Josh Sep 2020
Said "goodbye"
A thousand times
Tears long dried,
And lost in rhyme
Back to think if smoke could see
A blink sowed shut, that memory
But yet you linger,
A haunting float
I've cursed once over,
Once more than most
To accept the blame
A lost love friend
To taste the sour,
Never feeling again
Josh Aug 2020
Someday we'll go
One and all, we'll know
Where fall jades meet garden spades
And luster leaves with orange glow

And through your eyes
A resting soul,
At last on these grounds
Where heaven's sold

A pillow for your heart,
And sweater for cold
Casting dreams to the stars,
As our lives unfold

As jade turns to bronze,
And finally bronze to gold,
The *****, laid down
As we lie on a blankets fold

The book will cast meaning,
With ours fingers linked bare,
Someday we'll go
One and all, we'll know
Josh Aug 2020
Automatic fingers,
Robust and tracking wild
Ready to fill and flutter with the rush of caffeine
A sip starts a spiral,
A spiral starts a cascade
Of feelings and rapid thoughts, erratic as flies
They tell stories as chicken-scratch letters,
Fragmented, but conjoined,
Portraying tales as slides in an old projector movie
Or an old orchestra of nostalgia
From a set list of what once was,
and certainly no longer is in sight nor sound
A sip starts a spiral,
A spiral starts a cascade
While the morning sun continues to rise
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