Blade of seagrass.

Remember when we would sing to the lightening bugs

We would sing them to sleep, so then you could fall sleep

Remember when we would climb to the top of the roof

Just to get a taste of space and the stars before they faded away

Remember when we would dance free in the July pouring rain

When we would smile in silence while we lick our rained on lips

Remember when nothing else in the world mattered besides us?

Besides Love. Where did the Love go?