Sunday, March 26, 2017

All Souls Day

I wonder how this summer would taste like
Would it be like the Christmas of 2016?
-pungent
-bitter and
-painfully sour

I wonder If I would ever see sunsets as a promise of a new day
like I used to when I was still sharing the view with you
I wonder if summer would stay warm
or grow cold as the winter that enveloped your hands
that one afternoon in November.


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