Blossom

  Sun came earlythrough the trees, leavesrusset brown before green it seems. I took a glimpse of youover morning coffee& marvelled at how you’ve softened. Weathered around the edgesall those sharp inclines filled outby her. I don’t want to mention ityour ‘’love blossom’’ how itperfectly encapsulates Spring. I miss our eveningsthe long conversations: how,we used to unpick the Universe let it fall like shooting starson the tablecloth. I miss the possibility of‘’might have been’’if life had let us. Sun came earlyI watched the sky crackseep grey cloud on ever green this harsh Spring.