Oh, how the thunder brings
Such a joyful ring,
To my hollow head.

A king frog nearby
Sings along
In sorrow with my heavy
Heart; and darkness
Is my only  friend, yet
An enemy of the day.

Along the way
I stumbled upon you
And heard

A growl in the distance;
And it brought
My lying eyes
To judgement.

I swing slowly
In this crimson oval
Trying not to shy
Too close

While admiring the most,
The best of your holy sounds.

The current underground
In which you love,
Is just a whisper in my eye.
It's as it was
The last time
(From what I remember)
You kissed me goodbye.

I swallowed back shallow
Waves and empty footsteps
I remember I called out
Your name.
(But you don't remember)

My hollow heart, still:

Breathe(s) like a champion &
Beats out loud like the grey cloud
On our lonely horizon.

Speak only when,
Speech is broken.

Keep writing,
Even when
No one else has spoken.





But,
I'll still remember you.