and the last thing

I recall seeing

is your lips

stained

with wine

blood

raining

from sky

before

you closed

my staring eye

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it’s late

the extended

summer’s evening

heavy with heat

and a hint of chill

is silent

but for a whisper

to faint to hear

but there

just there

murmuring

songs

in the memories

of long ago

tonight

it rains

a soft tap

on the tin roof

I remember

our feet

splashing a beat

in the rain puddles

oily rainbows

in the road

reflections

I miss you.

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Your island

once had power

the island

I need

is silent and free

of capitalistic need

it sings to me

in the language

of old

the one

trees

understand

and

World

taps

to its beat

Then I woke up…

he came out of nowhere

and stayed 2 nights, only

2 nights

that lasted forever

fairy lights and candles

lit

in fine porcelain cups

our bedroll of blue and gold

on the big black tiled floor

and the rain

clinging

to the window pane

a three legged

black and white cat

sipping milk

from a pink

Royal Albert saucer

then my orders came

and he had to go home

the following year

a son was born.