On A Day of Memory

The day draped like a blanket

Wrung wet with heat and a taste of rain over the horizon.

Great pillowed clouds stumbled and rolled overhead.

The sun wove through them and melted our resolve.

In your eyes, the grey-blue water waited with its bracing splash,

Your skin cool and soft even under this oppression of warmth.

If the comforting breeze ever rose out of a presence, it was from yours today

And my heart danced in the green fields of childhood.

When your shoulder touched mine it felt like life,

While yesterday and tomorrow dissipated in the buzzing air.

You turned to go.

A hint of winter subtly iced the day, and like every parting,

Left me holding my breath.

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About bgm1969

This blog is updated by a guy who’s overweight, silly, Liberal, spiritual rather than religious, infatuated with beauty and grace, musically blessed, and always changing.

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