July,
and though the sun has gone
the night has not
fallen darkly
the stones beneath my feet
still radiate the warmth
they absorbed
from its bright rays
not
unlike
you
while your loves left
too soon
their love still shines
through you
its radiance bursts forth
in watercolored hues
and those lucky enough to see it,
are better for it
~Melanie Thomason
(This is dedicated to a wonderful friend. She should know this is for her.)