ARCHIVVM MIKL

9.4.2024

savour it, my friend evening thunderstorms late brunch in bed shifting sands betwix tides prayers sent and received steps of your slow dance alone

savour it, my friend a sky painted jade, in spring turns brown again with the fall breeze a hug so breathtaking, yet tangles your breath with another to look back and try again

savour it, my friend sunset in crimson, or lavender petting your cat and both falling asleep another take on grandma's recipe finding a lost toy, a book you've read enough to remember it whole

savour it, 'fore my ink runs dry, friend it's what you've longed for, no? moving on now