Lovelorn Poet in Savannah, GA: The Days

Ortigia Kid by Sebastiano Pitruzzello

I remember the days we
rode our bicycles around
the neighborhood like kings,
circling sunsets until the last
drops of evening; when our
hearts were our only compass,
and all we wanted was for
someone to see through us.

_Bison Jack

the sunsets were our compass
for circling the neighborhood

like bicycles, we rode around our days
until someone wanted to see our hearts
all and only 

we was through

when evening drops
I remember us
the last of kings

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