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Jul 2018
During a saunter in the abnormaly warm fall air

And amidst the trees that faintly glow from the residual summer's heat

She and I talk and laugh without a care

And listen to the crackling of the leaves beneath our feet

The setting sun sets her hair alight in autumn fire

And I bask within the warmth of its auburn flames

Its heat lifts our souls ever higher

As we each leave behind our names

I could dance forever amongst these swirling embers

Becoming one with a mid autumn’s breeze

My eyes widen as she leans in and whispers the words of a song that only she remembers...

Moonlight fills the room around me like a flurry of white ash

Burning my eyes with each flicker of the undulating curtain

Waves of frigid air wash over me and the empty bed beside me

A discordant silence fills my ears

Which yeilds only to the light thud of sweat on my sheets and my heavy breath

I step onto the frozen floor and make my way to the open window

I shut it, momentarily shunning the oppressive cold

Another breeze touches my back

Carrying with it wordless whispers of the past

I pass the threshold into the endless void

The floor creaks loudly with each step towards the second window

As I am about to reach it, I see a light in the corner of my eye

A pale blue spark glints off of the unsightly scar on the mantle

I grab the urn and cradle it in my arms and fall to the ground

A cry of anguish fills the empty house

It fills me too

For hours I lie on the dark wooden floor

Watching the sky melt in the approaching dawn

Finally, it catches fire and the world bursts to life

I rise and step out onto the balcony

Then turn around to look at my house one last time

And we fall backwards into the embrace of the morning air

Together...

Time slows down as I descend

She cradles me as I softly drift towards the ground

I cannot help but remember the days we would spend

Swept away by every melodious autumn sound

My vision fades like a dying ember

Yet all the while, I gaze into her amber eyes agleam

Singing the words of a song that we both remember

As we sink into a pleasant summer’s dream
Written by
Damon Patrick  18/M
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