the bird wings 
making loud
sounds that
drowned out
my heart's 
beatings

yellow sunlight
crashing against
a curtain of
mahogany leaves

lift up my 
staring heart
drop a gaze
at my 
melancholy face

a golden afternoon
the ones
you used to
admire a lot

an estuary of
tears and smiles
fills my soul

i used to
live for
days like these
but the
very thing
that used to
bring me
warmth
now brings me
chills