a summer afternoon
to the sun we say goodbye
still as a butterfly drying its wings before departure I sit
on a wooden bench
with my bruised legs atop your own
you rhythmically tap my thigh
softly
my insecurities
grief
pains
loss of how and who I used to be
who I used to know
are not gone
no they aren\'t
they are simply taking a walk through my body,
further away from the heart where they live
No
It’s not simple at all
only you can do this
they say to me \"goodbye for now, we\'ll be back soon\"
but you welcome me into your arms
hello sun
all is okay when I’m with you
when i\'m with you, all is okay