i think
that for a while
this time of year
will remind me of you;
of quiet meetings at the park,
of phone calls that stretched for hours,
of blue apples and his little laugh,
of the wind tossing your wonderfully wild hair,
and of our hugs.
i miss you,
wild woman.
~lt
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