DEAR ALASKA , AGAIN

Days were simpler back then
when we drove without a clock
and love without a lock

we bared our souls

under cover of rain

and relished the way

it kept our secrets

on couches we discovered ourselves
on floors we spilled ourselves
on pages we defined ourselves

Flying with the breeze 
and talking with the stars
peeling ourselves from
the sofa in front of the window

where we dismantled our wishes and worries

we found shivers in 

the eager autumn chill 

and warmth in the words

of the sweetest poets

Laughing more than we talked

dreaming as we held the future

loving with gasoline coursing through our veins

every touch a spark lightning

we were more than we knew

what to do with

the days before unfinished stories

and leftover promises

i don't know if this 

is how i miss you

or how i leave you 

( but something tells me

this is how i keep you )

- Alaska awma