Remembering
written by k*


staring at the clouds
good words
floating by.
not crying,
not thinking,
not here.
watching the ground
the words
so triggering
that voice.
watching the ground.
arms lovingly around me
arms pinning me together
as the clouds roll by
and his bike rolls away.
no hot water
scratch words
no ground.
flying, i think
i think.
away
remembering your voice.


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