Do You remember that day
We had that outing to the national park?
Our school took us to take a hike and watch the mountains at early morning.
I knew It was going to be epiphanic
Because You allowed me to sit at your side at the bus
I was effulgent 'cause my kindergarten love had allowed me to stay besides her
We were 'round 5 Years Old
I didn't sleep that night
I do still remember the perfume You had in Your white dress that day
It was as soft as the milk and honey I drank at breakfast earlier.
Tears comes down in my face when I remember that morning.
The children were vibrant at the scholar bus.
I was sleepy
And You were my dream
I dreamed with a halo 'round your head
Meanwhile I grabbed your hand at your thighs.
You had a daisy as a hair tie
The weather was cold
We had sweaters on. I wore a blue one.
I have never been so comfy.
That country vibe never got out of my mind.
"Yosemite National Park"
This was our destination.
California.
37° 51' 54.3636'' N and 119° 32' 17.9880'' W (geographic coordinates).
It would be a great morning If You hadn't just disappeared from the children group.
Oh, Park trees, can You tell us where does She hide?
Where does She live nowadays?
Where did she run to?
Please, Yosemite, tell me our search for her in that snowy morning wasn't in van.
Tell me this story does still have a hope. Tell us It isn't 'bout tragedy.
I used to love that girl.
Help me to find her again
Inside my memories.
Inside my brain.
Come and dive deep into my heart.
Don't let me lose her into your trees.
And If She does, promise me You'll feed and protect her
'Till the day I'll come back again to seek her.
Oh, Yose, promise me You'll save her in your woods.
YOU ARE READING
Insomnia
Poetrya bunch of poetries were, once, made throughout an insomnia midsummer's night.