Remembering An Orange Room

Remembering An Orange Room

Don’t ask me for how long,

I’m not sure these days ..

But for a while at least,

we lived, we ate,

we slept, breathed and we

made out in a small

orange room, that glowed

by the ocean,

at both ends, of those long

summer days ..

But then, all our shadows

became darker,

and without any warning

they came in off

our mountain and covertly

stole your last breath

and took all my sunbeams away ..