Hello bygone
love. By the turbulent river reminds me
Of you an I on our
Walks. Down town yesterday
I ate a lonely lunch at
That quaint corner Café.
Where we had our first
exchange. Cards age in forgotten
Boxes. In the winter
We drank fire
-side. Huddled To keep
warm. And the sticky summer
nights. Where no sleep occurred.
Aug 8, 2014
Aug 8, 2014 at 1:20 AM UTC
Hello bygone
love. By the turbulent river reminds me
Of you an I on our
Walks. Down town yesterday
I ate a lonely lunch at
That quaint corner Café.
Where we had our first
exchange. Cards age in forgotten
Boxes. In the winter
We drank fire
-side. Huddled To keep
warm. And the sticky summer
nights. Where no sleep occurred.