finding life at 7.45 am
balancing last night
the night long gone
robbed of darkness
and stars and moons
The day Star is risen
and, nothing compares

Ocean blue
Our hands fit
Like mine were made for you
We danced on rooftops
Just us two
As clueless lovers
Often do
You promised me you'd be back
But it's been 5 years
And I can't even keep track
Of the different states you've seen
You forgot to mention something
That you got a girl
And she got the ring
Some nights I remember you
And I wonder if
You think of me too

Within the
Wilted leaves
Of the
Forgotten garden,
Where the
Weeds strangle
And the air
Is still,
Lies the
Faintest scent
Of sweetness,
The dying
Breath of
Honeysuckle,
The whispering
Promise of
A better
Tomorrow.