It was love
that arrived and left
When the two of us were together,
it was a kind of warmth that freshened.
With no before nor afterward.
It was a secret
with no one to listen to.
They were mistakes and a fear
Death laughing
at our green years.
It was time that dried
the flower that wasn't yet.
Like fall came
in place of spring.
In our blood, it flew
a wind from us being lonely.
The night was born and it was day time.
And the day ended on us.