memories

The blue hues that
marked the endings of our horizons
the pine canopies,the daffodils,the shades...
the juniper fortresses and magnolia forests
long grasses that danced in the winds,
caressing and licking...
playing with the lonely plains

The September rains
that washed away our worries
the lengthy drizzles,
that drenched the trees with merry...
indigo dusks whence owls hooted,
and magenta dawns...
the sun bursting up;
to an orchestra of birds and insects...

The winds between the leaves and the willow trees
dancing with the twigs
the violet petals
waving to the silent song
sang by the evening
in the gentle breezes
the orange orb sinking slowly
disappearing in the dark of earth's belly...just below
the indigo horizons.

don't tell me you've forgotten...