Once in a distant city
evening summers ago
we wandered the
streets. You bought me
a dreamcatcher.
Time changes things
and things change.
Today I am hanging
bamboo shades in
my bedroom windows.
On my wooden shutters,
I saw the dreamcatcher
dangling. I remembered
watching you dance.
That was a summer past.
Now things are different.
I remember how you slept
curled on the seat
As I drove fast
up the mountain.
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