do you remember being here?
summer and the smell
of mud flats.
swatting flies away
that fed upon us
in the gentle rain.
summer after a long spring
and spring after a long winter.
you, so beautiful,
longing for
human touch,
a hunger we shared.
me with smiles amidst
a pain so great.
help me with this weight
i ask
it is too much to hold.
i can’t ask.
you, so beautiful.