I Miss That

I miss you,
like the soft sand between my toes,
the water rushing over my feet,
the wind stinging my cheeks on moonless nights,
the waving four leaves that marked my luck,
the melting snow down my back,
and the all the bittersweet things that have built my world.
You gave me light, and I miss that.
 

Zorro

VT

17 years old

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  • thoughts

    Winter is coming.

    Silently with chapped lips and 

    breath in the cool air.

    But, I think I'll finish this 

    half-baked thought later 

    when winter has come and gone.

  • Ghost

    Once a sweet violet syrup of passion,
    now the bitter acid of indifference.

    Once a giddiness like rays of sun on your lips in the spring,
    now a cold careless ghost of the past.

    I indulged in the newness,
  • Floating

    My head is in the sky with those puffy white clouds of giddiness and
    A foggy understanding of what is to come is all that inhabits my brain.
    My skin is warmed by hot star energy and the smile pulling at the corners of my lips