Loss

sometimes
i remember you
in the restless hours
when the night follows
the waking quiet
and the summer
is too slow
to come

◄ Early Morning Love Poem

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Comments

Rebecca Miller

Sun 24th Jan 2016 19:33

I really like this. "and the summer is too slow to come" is a stunning line

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