My time with you.

It would seem that summer came and went;

with winter too –

All bundled up in a number of months

of pale blue and watery skies.

Time over lapped my time with you.

Horizons stretched and grew wide,

Colours, fading, over-stretched, weeping into

the unknown.

They were happy to weep, bleed,

crying out for past memories and fading –

Fading fast and lightly into a lover’s caress,

Into the pale blue and watery skies.