Summer Haze


You’re a summer haze,
A breeze I would always chase.
A touch of what I couldn’t grasp,
A dream I’d sleep for every night.
You were there, I could almost feel you.
Or was it an illusion, my own kind of truth?
Tauntingly, you you offered a hand to me,
And I, like a helpless child, reached out for thee.
The tip of our fingers touched in a flash,
And there, that connection was ours.
I almost painted a hue of bliss,
A tinge of hope, and a touch of faith.
Yet my knees hurt, my eyes burned
Until the ground where I stand pulled me down the earth.
Until the hope became despair.
And bliss turned into misery.
Until all my fingers bleed,
Collecting pieces of our bittersweet memory.
You stayed up there, eyes wide open.
And I was stuck here, eyes closed and broken.
You seemed so near, yet proved to be far,
And faith vanished, overruled by scars…

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