I think of You

I Think of You
I think of you as summer paints the skies.

An amber shade or grass or twig turned gold.

I tag on time and the heart quietly tries.

To pierce guilded veiled thoughts cannot fold.

The warlbling of earth's voices for awhile.
are sweet yet turn bitter,with tortured sounds.

And the meomory of your winsome smile,
Are gems in a vacuum that now abounds.

For your scarce presence came as shining flames.

On a gray world were seasons quickly fade.

There radiant memories are treasured frames.
There thrilling moments an undone cavalcade.

With fresh dreams that bloom in summer's day,
You come as jewelled thought into my ways.


Enrico Kalaw Magalit

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