Reminisce

To examine each word singly

To take it second by second.

A luxury.

A necessity.

And I,

With that time of youth behind me

Am desperate

To find it again.

A yearning

Inside chest,

Inside head

And through fingers

Halting words

Hoping to brush alongside

Those moments,

To connect again

With falling cherry blossoms

And snowy mountains,

And simple thoughts.

Second by second.