Snowflakes in Spring

trip to the past

There are some days
I wish
We had known more

Found in
The flowing
Flood of life
The commands
Of that derived
From inside

Followed
The way
In which
Your eyelashes
Fluttered

And leaned on
The kisses
We
Would almost
Miss
Together

Listened to which
Wordless
Knowings
Sputtered from your head

And nestled near
Birds nests
Finding you
As my bed

I just wish
So dearly
I could've
Uncovered
The small things
And memorized them
Differently