On a perfect summer day
when the sky above is blue,
the sea of the same hue,
when time isn’t running out,
I’ll think of you.

One day,
a long way off from now,
when time has bleached
all but the happy memories
of our time together,
when posing for a picture,
to bring that Mona Lisa smile
to my lips,
right at the last second
before the click,
I will let myself think of you.