Where we ran with bears
When we swam with swans
The days they took flight
Covering the sky in feathers
Those days of eyewide blue
The days the summer sang
The days that faded as long as dogs at noon,
Who lazed better than tabbies upon warm Sunrise couches
The times when we would laugh so close
Your nostril hairs showing
The pollen piling up running wild
Itching its way like beams of light
The ways in which we shared thoughts
Like milk sustenance
The forms we took the shapes that played out in shadows and clouds
The nape of your neck the white alabaster that stirs me as the wind
The moments as mystic as a whale
Whose fin lingers but a moment
Suspended over Ocean and sky
Glinting black, white serene
Diving disappearing floating in the great green
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