i remember
long blue summers
between the dry earth
and the sky
dusty lemondrop
flavor resting against
my tongue like an
old well known friend.

i remember
warm sand shifting
beneath my bare
feet, calloused with

the memory of long
walks and gravel beaches,
the tang of sunlight hot
in my mouth.

i remember
the way the shadows leaned
against you at twilight,
weightless and heavy

your form indistinct,
a constellation of distance.
close enough to taste
and too far to reach.

10/20/2003

Posted on 10/20/2007
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