i have this jacket of yours

weathered and worn

from those memories we shared

from your life before mine



a reminder of

the winds of fall

leaves fluttering down

in a cascade of withering color



a reminder of

the snow days

where the light flakes melted on your tongue

on this jacket



a reminder of the spring

with hail punctuated with sun

nature tormenting us

with her turbulent emotions



a reminder of

the blazing heat that tore

through the atmosphere

burning everyone, including the jacket off your back



and lastly,

the jacket holds you

what remains of you

in its stretched seams,

broken zippers,

and empty pockets

in this jacket holds-

my love for you