Tracing Our Afterglow Poem by Fay Slimm

Our day appeared, just
.......................right in the annals of time.
Birthed from sheer need
......................we both blossomed a while.
That summer was dappled
..................... with passion's warm juice.
We tasted abandonment's
................................... joy in love's fruits.

Our shadow still stalks
...........................my tenuous mindscape
Plainly, with hindsight,
.................................... I see yet escaping
It's traces, vibrating
...................................with our afterglow,
Oh what I learned then,
.............................how I needed to know.