the sun keeps

shining through the

thinly-paned glass

covered, caked in spots

from the rainy days where you and i were in

separate times

separate lives

i was thinking about the

spots of classic arizona dust

and how you were sitting with

other boys

laughing and living



and i received that message

on that day

we know what it said

inspired, three words



clouded skies

clouded eyes

i knew you were out there--

while i was thinking of you--

out there, you were



thinking of me too

I hope
a part
of me
always
stays young
enough to
believe
I
could touch
the soft
cottony clouds
if I could
only reach
them.