dire pine
The breeze is cold
Like the winter's night end
Leaves, they fall
To never come back again
The flowers bloom
Birds singing their tunes
The summer sun
Burns, like mint gum
Another season
Another day that passes by
Not without glances of light
But without proper hellos and goodbyes
Passing by
Like another bird in the sky
Not a day
Passes by
Without a formal thought of you
In mind
The breeze grows colder
The air gets warmer
The flowers bloom sooner
The snow falls taller
Through December, to February
The songs are merry
Merry, like the version of you
Marry, like I wanted to
Through March, and to May
The birds song
The colors and scents
Remind me of you
From June, to August
With warm hues
And summer blues
We danced in the dwindling light
Like two lovers
Who've never had to worry about a thing
And September, October, November
Those days
Are ones to remember
Dedication
Is all I owe you
Your heart
Never running out of room
And I hoped to return your words
Your love
Your trust
And make it bloom
Into something bigger
Than this room
But sometimes
Things just happen
And now
The ground splits
The two lovers
From six feet up
And six feet down
I stand at your tomb
Flowers fresh
Crisp as the Autumn's air
And wonder
Would you have said yes too?
summer mica