Memory is tricky
Fading tricks of light
Remembering what we thought we knew
Obscure
Slightly askew
Summer days of honey
Golden light and blue blue skies
Buzzing bees o’er fields of clover
Thunderstorms blew up from the past
Roiling clouds come rolling in from distant places
Pink heat lighting flickers long before the booming sounds
A charge is in the air
The temperature is dropping
Darkening sky and quickening heart
We were just fourteen when all time stopped
A crack of lighting lashed the sky
Large slow drops began to hit the warm concrete
Sidewalks curbs and suburban streets
Manicured grass soft to barefeet
Low rumblings growing closer
The light then sound and count it out
How far the storm we wonder
Every minute stronger power
We mark the moment that all changes
From comfortable skin to something new
A glance
A brush of bare arms
We are crackling like lightning
Our hearts are thunderous
Treacherous beasts
At the loudest sudden sound we shudder
Laughing just a beat too late
The sky is fissured
Cracked by light and split by sound
Here comes the rain now pouring down
We run out in the wind arms wide
We spin in storms outside of time
Tumble together in the sodden grass
We laugh with gods and goddesses
We made it here at last
This refuge from the past
Collapsed
I guess it never mattered
Who fell first
We help each other up
The storm has left a promise
We collect it every day
Every breath
Every beat of passion
Every gentle glance of love
We walk away still holding hands
The path calling us home awaits
