Eight;

back.
back in your mother's arms.
jolt back to a different time/
strolling through the markets of your heart.
heart
conflicted hearts,
& damaged souls.
wistful dreams,
& mischievous adventures.
the future is yet to come they say but look he's at the door.
wedding cakes&birthday cakes;
they all taste much too sweet.
we are youth.
we are the youth.
we are youth.
and as the sun comes out to say farewell,
she's back again.
back where you needed to be/
back as if she'd never left/
she is home.