Unbashful joy on this nostalgic past
Your words describe a sense of beauty
I wasn’t aware I had
Blinded by the disdain of the pain.
Wrapped up in the rhythm of the game

Where will this journey take me?
False claiming friendship
Knowing  my imagination seeks the expedition of your tongue

Skin to skin
My memory of us begins to fade again
The walls begin to tighten
The pain of the past mildly subsides

Making me believe I’ve been on your mind
Throughout the changing season
Forthcoming justification
On how we got here

Writing a ‘poem’ of expression
Wishing you were near