Sky-Blue

I reach for Sky-Blue where the daylight fades,

The river bends with echoes—echoes I cannot name,

A sky so vast it burns me through the shades.

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The fire smells of cedar in the glades;

Yet your absence burns like flame, like flame, like flame,

I reach for Sky-Blue where the daylight fades.

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I traced your footprints where the snow still braids,

The earth in white—white silence, white ache—though nothing feels the same,

A sky so vast it burns me through the shades.

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The wind whispers truth through trembling blades,

Your voice a ghost—a ghost— your laughter a lost claim,

I reach for Sky-Blue where the daylight fades.

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The maple bleeds, and still my heart persuades

It might return—return to me— but nothing will reclaim

A sky so vast it burns me through the shades.

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I walk alone where memory invades,

And call your name—your name— through dusk that knows no shame,

I reach for Sky-Blue where the daylight fades,

A sky so vast it burns me through the shades.