Sample: Poetry (i)

today is the steady resonance of summer rain on the roof
and the bittersweet taste of half-ruined harvest
wont but not wanting to remember you
(doing both anyway)

from the sleeve of a denim coat
just how your fingers emerged to take mine
on that day when the weather could not make up its mind
and neither could we
but we reached for each other with all the hopes
that our tongues later could never quite define

there was a sadness in you when you saw my adornments
you'd resigned yourself
to some unwritten belief that I was only temporary
but I reached for you that day too
and we laughed as the first snowfall surprised us

warm November night;
in coldest winter you drifted away

rescinding months is a great temptation
but
I refuse to spend September subtly holding hands
only to be lost by the winter again