now catch myself thinking of you
in the little corners of my mind
and in the blurry visions
before I sink into sleep;
in the smell before
the rain
and during the storm;
you hide
in the areas in my head
where my memories reside
and summer lasts forever
because those
we're the days you loved me.
so when I lie in bed
and my thoughts wander
back to warm days
and tan skin
I have trouble remembering
it's winter
and your heart now
is just as cold
as the
weather.
                             hko