Seasons

When I think of that night

 I smell wet burning leaves

And what remained of your perfume 

Under rain and sweat 

Clinging to your skin

Like I was 

It's all that's left 

Hints

Of who we were 

Once 

When we could still laugh

Faint

And fading more with each recall

I've tried to save it all 

By putting you out of my mind

And writing our bodies 

Line for line 

On crumpled notes

That I've stuffed so deep into 

The folds of this coat 

In hopes that I'll shed it for a new season 

But you're there

Faint 

In the summer when I'm bare 

I know it'll be easy to not think of the leaves 

Or when they'll fall 

Or that I'll have to gather them all 

But it will be brisk 

And I'll need this coat 

And I'll burn those leaves 

On a wet autumn evening