i awoke without pictures
panicked how our life is passing by
we’ll only be left with memories,
and no one can comment on those.
i’ve been sleeping far too long
hibernating from your love
i need some summer sun
to come and wake me up
Twenty-Three
On this Tuesday away from you
I wonder if the time will ever pass
till we’re together
even for a while again.
But yesterday you touched me
and we drove to the toll beach
and ran in the sand.
Sorry no one could see
how beautifully happy we were.
— Rod McKuen
while writing my spirituality biography on Rod McKuen; a beloved poet of myself, travis, and surprisingly my college-era mother i came across this little gem that doesn’t do much to describe his relationship with his spirituality but oh my how it describes my relationship with travis.