November 24, 2012

Arrangement


In the car,
I'm sitting here
in the sun.
On this visit,
guess I will be
the one
and only one.
Amid the flowers,
an empty vase
is waiting
by the stone,
your name
once seemed
to be my very own.
Someday,
when I return,
I will then belong,
when everything
will be well-composed,
long after
we had such fun,
before I
couldn't remember
what we said,
when we were both
so very young.

11/22/12