Life Among The Dying Earth Poem by jerome moore

I remember you as life against the dying sun.
Fire burned white and pure heat
a river that finds freedom in the labyrinth sea
morning glory among decaying leaves
jocund breeze
supple laughter
taciturn connection
twilight the autumn of daylight
you swinging on our tire
you having your allergic reactions!
we pointed to our stars
traced lines amongst their splendor
lines too bold to hold our wandering souls
where ever we will be
my Lauren
we will be free
and welcome

life among the dying earth