I Will Never Forget
I once remember feeling hotter than the summer pavement
I remember the horses racing in my chest.
At the touch the endless silence of winter,
I remember feeling safe in our nervous sweat.
The echoing of the world around us.
I remember wanting to stay.
And if one day the horses grow old and in time the race ends,
I will never forget how we hold hands.
Copyright © Tahirih Montes De Oca | Year Posted 2015