Come sun, today
Take me to tanned thought
Of when my bronzed skin
Was like caramel
To your tongue
Come warmth, today
Carry me past the coldness
That keeps us apart
Come light, today
Ripping through the trees
That offer solitary shade
Come back, today
In a letter
A postcard
A tiny locket
To show me
it wasn’t a dream
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