The sun woke me

today

 

warm across my pillow

lit the room, my eyes

 

opened to sky & spring

once more.

 

I couldn’t say goodbye

it wasn’t meant to be:

 

& now you’re gone

I have some letters

 

& my memories

to set me free.

 

As free as you are now

riding the wild blue thunder

 

ranting on the stroke

of midnight

 

stratospheric heights

denied

 

till now.