Bottled in glass

corduroy cuffs in a world of jeans

maple leaves hang from the rafters

migrating birds draw Vs through the clouds

if I wrote your name would you call mine aloud?

Halloween night, you're one of the stars

fallen beside me

we would play chess and you stole all my pawns

the day that we lay in the snow on your lawn

I'll never forget chestnut hill in the spring

or how I would dream of our hearts twined by string

if I could still find us both bottled in glass

I'd drown out the present and drink in the past