I did not forget
nor did I lose myself
in remembering, Hallow's Eve
and all the memories by which we once
swore. It's Autumn, and the trees are wavering
as the sky darkens.
"Here come the rain."
The downpour put out
my foolishness, a fire's longing.
The embers' may be quenched yet
the ashes of nostalgia still yearn,
X marks the spot where love burned.
Quote:
Line Seven from The Rain by Aer