“The first day of June “
I remember in September the first day of June
don’t see why
nothing is wrong with me
singing a song
About how I feel about what I see
I can tell that you’re a star a cloud a vessel
Floating on my memories my mysteries so mesmerized so special
I am drifting away my heart
my anchor drops inside your ocean
As the waves drag me away
I look for shallow water, a shore, and a dock somewhere in a port
So deep deeper than I ever found
In this I imagined I’m going to drown
Pulling me down to the ocean floor
this is urgent
but I can’t touch the ground
Like a bottomless well that
Always quenches my thirst
Dry inside a scorched desert at my worst
In these trenches
I traveled a distance for months
no matter the mountains or how far between I am humbled
Times may fade each June that has passed but you’ll still be an image stronger and wider than ever before and I found the newer beginning an opening and a newer ending the closing
Marching on to June 1 something in my tears the water like a tide that will not subside
each September I will taste the June first inside of me