jakorte's blog

Amid lilacs and hats
Wasps buzz and breezes blow
The sun matters now
And I am trying to be peaceful,
But my heart gets in the way
It wants you here,
but it loves you gone, too.
Both in our own little heaven
Me for each moment I can manage,
You for eternity.
I carry so many pieces of you with me
To take the place of the pieces that went with you
And they're almost a perfect match, but when
The wind blows through the little gaps,
They might as well be cayons, sounding like
Deep flutes, running and jumping
Carrying your deep, purple scented laughter,
warming like a smile, blowing tears to my cheeks
I know I need to
Lift my chin towards the the sun,
And believe with all I have, that
Even as years go by, I can count on being
Amid our lilacs, and I can count on your memory
Always being there.

jak