i always found it interesting that i had written something for you two years before we started dating. i came, across it shortly after we fell in love. My notes said, "for amy at different drummer." It's not the best thing i've written, but clearly i was drawn to you.
5/12/95
i hold this cold within me year after year
i am one season: darkness, grey winter tears
six months at a time.
today, a warm finger of sunlight
stirred the ground inside, i cannot hide
your smiles find me like sun dripped light
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