you were crushed cherries in my hands
sweetness lingered on my palms after i tried to push you away
you were long gone
but the thought of you stayed
the hope and dream that i was sewn into your fingertips
like melting sun rays on a horizon sky
hoping and dreaming that one day
your fingers would be woven into mine
like tangled stems in a field of sunflowers
and we could watch the sun melt together
