Big Sky Relfections

[homer1950]

Hi Bunx,

I think you need a little tightning up perhaps: here are my thoughts


Sitting on the curb
with knees against the chest,
examining when  introspective about
feeling content.
 
Memories appear,
from this date last year.
 
She slid her hands
through my hair,
I remember the flare
when my fingers tighten
around hers. 
 
Their reflection
in my eyes sharpened, 
as the world around blurred. 
 
I wonder when she looks.
What does she see?
 
Does she gaze into;
who I am,
what I am,
or who I could be?
 
One A year goes by,
hers and my-
future did not align. 
 
She is back today
on this curb I wait. 
 
For the girl that
flew away.
 
Coming home to see
the big sky, in my eyes.

Saw my old pal today and I felt the urge to get some feelers down in poem form. Feel free to add suggestions I would love to expand on this idea. 

Big Sky Reflections

Sitting on the curb
with knees against the chest,
examining when feeling content.
 
Memories appear,
from this date last year.

She slid her hands through my hair,
I remember the flare
when my fingers tighten around hers. 

Their reflection in my eyes sharpened, 
as the world around blurred. 

What does she see? I wonder when she looks.
Does she gaze into who I am,
what I am, or who I could be?

One year goes by, hers and my future
did not align. 

She is back today on this curb I wait. 
For the girl that flew away.
Coming home to see the big sky,
in my eyes.