Once In August Comments

I stay perhaps on your skin dreaming, squeezing between my fingers light and moving days.
I have no intention of stopping the clock yet alone, i am missing you with every heartbeat under the air that comes once a year to announce love to my bending soul.
I climb the tree i often hug in my confused mornings facing south, right at the top i watch far beyond the valley hoping that you will appear with beauty and grace painted on your skin but suddenly the tree dies fitted across my legs i do not blame drought and harsh winds. It was fed by memories. Believe me, i have not lost faith. I have to confess that even today it is hard for me to pray. You left my sight with no promise, only a smile and a shuddered hope.
Today, all i have is a wish in my stomach and a spinning mind. I have lost peace for i pretend that on your skin i stay perhaps dreaming until the night captures my fleeting heart and holds it against her chest begging me to stay calm.
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