Never Know

We ran and
I still
See you there
Wind, some mingles
Shy and scared

You hid half-smiles
Behind curled hair
Sun caught glare

Heart trying to escape my throat
My chest full-anxious butterflies float
Slightly embarrassed over I wrote…
Like back in high school
Passing notes

Falling warm autumn
Itten‘s dreams
Brisk with sharp clouds covering
Skies intoned gray, crunch under feet
Ashen cedars
Smells of clean evergreen
Fire hearths
Songs to sing
Aorta walls trembling

You never know just what you mean
Random patterns in nature’s scheme
Focused on waning ember gleam
Cycles through time
Projections framed
Your past on a loop
Tick until fade

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