This is how I remember you:
In the shimmering green of mid-spring;
In the wandering tourists with their cameras
Attempting to save a moment that's gone forever;
In two dogs gallivanting on the grass-
The one nips at the other daring him to chase her;
In the sun's radiance- I remember
How it shone in your curls;
In the smile of a stranger
Walking away from me;
In the sharp movement of his hands
As a sidewalk vendor cooks someone's lunch;
In the pavement speckled with fallen flowers;
In a sky now overcast and a steady, insistent downpour;
In the dark where I see nothing, hear nothing and cannot breathe-
I am left with all my anger, all my joy
All my sadness, all my lust
All my love, all my love.
May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 3:35 PM UTC
This is how I remember you:
In the shimmering green of mid-spring;
In the wandering tourists with their cameras
Attempting to save a moment that's gone forever;
In two dogs gallivanting on the grass-
The one nips at the other daring him to chase her;
In the sun's radiance- I remember
How it shone in your curls;
In the smile of a stranger
Walking away from me;
In the sharp movement of his hands
As a sidewalk vendor cooks someone's lunch;
In the pavement speckled with fallen flowers;
In a sky now overcast and a steady, insistent downpour;
In the dark where I see nothing, hear nothing and cannot breathe-
I am left with all my anger, all my joy
All my sadness, all my lust
All my love, all my love.
