one.
The two hour drive up left
my skin bruised with a spectrum of colors

two.
We poured ourselves out of our skin
         onto the damp grass,
                            ventured into woods in search of
                                                              bu­gs we’ve never seen
and words we’ve never heard.

three.
We cast our faces upwards
to escape the choking smoke
                                      and
                      ­  found ourselves struck by the clearness of the sky
you told me then,
Everyone of those stars could be decease
                                                                ­      you could be falling in love under the images
                                of things long dead
you said, Doesn’t that sound a lot like memories.

four.
We found ourselves alone in the dark
I was afraid to sleep alone
                                             maybe it was the handle of *****
left on the table  
                           but I found the courage to ask you to spend the night.
laying in the grass I thought the night sky would never
look this way again
                                   I was right.

five.
We took pictures,
saved them as mementos
                                          and I wondered that if I smiled
looking back
I might think I wasn’t
                                    sad.