i allow it to overwhelm me only because the warm air will not be around for much longer.
each magical molecule will grasp to grey goose feathers and journey south soon.
memories flood my skull; sweet memories that drench my senses.
i allow the memories to do so only because, before long, they will fade.
such as an old picture. the idea and moment captured, just not quite tangible once aged.
music seeps from my lips.
i allow the lyrics to do so only because each lines reminds me of you.
i smile and disappear into the past while my voice carries.
phone conversations are short yet precious. nothing compared to the beautiful words we exchanged when together.
oh the fireworks become smoke
and float into the wind.
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