Orchards…

Growing,

Thriving, ...

Diamonds in the rough.

Everywhere.

Everyday. ...

I’d walk into you,

Without a map,

Or a road, ...

Water,

Ignored,

Left alone, ...

Acting childish,

Is natural.

Laughter, ...

Here,

I breathe the purest air,

Wander empty streets, ...

Fading.

Slowly drying,

As daylight melts. ...

Glow orange.

Reflect your essence,

On me. ...

Separation,

Insecurity,

Evoking anxiety, ...

Tracks,

Footprints,

Left behind, ...

Wet mornings.

When the world slept.

I owned the streets. ...

“Which parts do I love?”

Those protected through time.

Hardly visible. ...

You broke parts of me.

Those I let you.

Believing in a perfection, ...

I still carry parts of you,

With me.

Even as colors fade, ...

Crystalized,

Frozen,

Until tomorrow. ...

Dark.

Cold.

Surrounded. ...

On sunny days,

You wear sunlight.

In winter, ...

Today,

Fading into memories.

Tranquility, ...

Tears that drop.

Naturally.

Beautifully. ...

Snow melting.

Dripping off branches,

Kissing the earth, ...