in a market
people pour through the streets
bracelets cover the crowded tables
purples & pinks     a mirage of color threaded together
the scene replaying in memory
sun faded yellow placed around my wrist cohesive with the ocean on his
full of joy

alone in my room         i am
reminiscing on opportunities lost
people passing and time judging
blue eyes    lasting only as a distant thought
cemented in memory   late nights      long talks
shelter    best friends      my bracelet reminds me
my heart is comatose.