I'd shout it from on high,
Oh, how I miss her
the affection she let upon me
Summer's warm embrace
so random
yet so precise
caressing my hair
my face
my skin
She threw candles into the clouds
to light our table for two
whispered through the leaves
into my ear
a song
only I could hear

less, she could never be mine alone
dripping my eyes with a joy
and a sorrow
but I would not yield to tomorrow
for I held her in a way
no one else could ever beg,
steal
or borrow