Colorado Pt I

I'm lost inside those pages

A notebook counts the ages

I've never felt more alive

Than I did from 24 to 25

A page folded in the corner

Marked the place and time

A crowded rooftop

Boulder, Colorado

2012 July

Evading an obvious gaze

I was lost in my thoughts

Staring down at my drink

Then back at you again

Profound words formed

Then fell to emptiness

I kept your phone number

Like a little boys treasure

To map out conversations

I hoped would never end