So many pieces lost.
Some to little to even see...

Sitting with the midday sun
As the distant smell of rain rolls in...

For instant of a second.
For a minute of a breath...

The stars tell a story
Of times left forgotten...

A sweet scent in the air,
The yellow fluff raising in the heat...

A faint memory of a warm simple kiss,
A gentle press of one's lips...

The chilled breeze bends around quiet road,
The taste of coming snow in the air...

A ribbon in time
That binds and bends...

A world of wonder
Waits for me...

Nothing seems to stay of late.
All my thoughts never really relate...

Alone without you.
It hurts inside...

Grace granted in each paw print,
A world of knowledge locked in their eyes...