I want to remember...

The sun's return after days of rain,
the taste of hot coffee on my lips on a cold morning,
and the moments -- all too fleeting --
of connection and embrace.

I want to remember
the late night sharing
and laughing,
and the best part of me connecting with the best part of you.

I want to remember
that moments return like the sun
and, like the sun,
love doesn't die -- it just hides in the shadows sometimes.

© Christine Salkin Davis, 2020


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