A gush of memory floods my heart,
the magnitude of its force...

Though
we are...

At the touch of morning
a soft tune of gentle breeze...

Your name stirs my heart
and rips doubt apart...

We are up
Against a storm which shows no mercy...

Emerald youths
fresh and vibrant...

Stiff fingers unfold
from winter’s embrace...

While winter sits guard...

From the
depths of a past...

..............Red
..........sky fades...

Beyond a poet's mind
Emotion breaks into free verse...

With death soaked eyes
and sleepless nights...