Gray

Crazy lemonhead eating his Cherry Vanilla ice cream. Away, away to home to rest, and break this California stay. I'll miss the stream. I'll miss the HIGHS and the LOWS. A bare back kiss and a flickering candle. Such labored enjoyment, such honest debilitation. I could never hurt him willingly and yet my silence, cold, cold burning. My smiles are small breakers along the sandy shore. Crunching firm a wet sand to measure one's path. Fade out to memories or in to future's unopened pages, I choose to remember tears in my eyes that brought happiness. I felt for the first time a new empathy that I had not shared before.