Until September

She said, dance with me until December–before the cold wind blows and we’re left frozen in our memories.

She said, kiss me until July–until the heat’s so intense were melting into one another.

She said, hold me until September–until the changing colors changes your heart and you forget your love for me; before the rains washes away what remains of us; before time catches up to us and turns us into dust.






Spring was here

In the garden now frozen

It took my breath away

The wind as it blew

Your skirt up

When spring was here

I look for you in the frozen branches

That carried the sweet berries

Stained your lips

That you used to kiss me goodbye

When spring was here