August 14

We were lost in our own perfection
slipped through the flaws
of our timeless reflection.
And I watch those dreams
From the screen door in the rain.
You still resonate
In my ecstasy, in my pain
I remember laughter, I remember your fears
and hands I never was touching,
it's still there,
I have been silently craving to just grace them once
between bittersweets of the passing years.
In sunrises, drunkenness, and wonder,
the empire was our own making
it's hard to believe it was thrown to fate
and chance just for the taking.
I am elated by the evolution
And I will never stop caring
There's something about my instincts
That's true Blue and daring.