The Calendar

This value has receded
into banks of goodness
it has faded

Lifetimes of courage
inside minds created

January's December
looked onto August

Leaves buried in the sun

Smoke and ice's fire

the letters of November

the insanity of May

the kisses of July

months, minutes...

Gone by

Him

You are in my dreams.
You walk in… constantly
Like a shadow blocking the sun

You engulf me
You are overpowering
Like a dominant king on the run

You settle in me
You supersede everything
Like all numbers delivering one