How far have you gotten
since you left, where could i find
the meaning, again, i though
i had it already, i guessed
does she remember our mornings,
ours
only
the breeze through our porch
in summer, God summer.
i failed shes out again
has she found what she
is looking for
can we go
back
now
or is this
it, cant be
i will steal her back form this world
i will reach through the stars and grab
the impartial clock and stop time,
just us on our porch
tea
you turn the page on a book you borrowed,
i stared off,
so perfect