i will kick up rocks and wander to the river
to get a glimpse of you again
and when i get there
i’ll close my eyes and listen as
the water trickles a distant memory
and when i gaze at my reflection
streaks of blonde and cloudy eyes gaze back from the deep
and i see what could be you looking up at me
all the colors run together
like the purple sky floating above
it is beautiful and sad, as is your memory
my throat tightens telling me
to take a few steps back
to take a breath for you and for me
how i wish love could have set you free
these pieces of us
i want to float down the river
like sticks we’d race on the current
anticipating their departure
i want to rest my tired hands in the cold water
but my clenched fists hold you close
and keep me coming back
to this creek in the woods
that reminds me of you
because i am not yet ready
to let you drift on through
so, when i’m drawn to try again
i'll look for you by the mountain's side
on a warm summer night
until then