Summer memories

Do you remember the creek behind our homes
where laughter pelted the guavas and star apples, 
ripe and crunchy in our mouths and billowed bellies,   
throwing stones at frogs croaking in summer heat  
  
                  Do you remember the road trip we gifted us: 
                  golden silence and magical windows we drew,
                  on coconut palms we traced our golden future, 
                  gazing at the sky, endless and blue as your eyes 

Do you remember the garden blooms you plucked,
the last day we exchanged promises, kisses deep
now withered red, like yesterday's harvest grapes     
bottled in wine cellar, labelled memories to keep                    

                 That time is like white sandbar in Pacific Ocean, 
                 which appears and disappears in the sea foam,  
                 we wade to go there, where nothing is waiting,     
                 yet find that everything is waiting, 


                 waiting for us 

  
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