Dark walnut skin
and a moon split smile
bring Jamaica back to me.
Time stamped in my memory
are moments of joy filled
with the music of your voice.
You are mist filled mountains
in a tropical world so foreign
to the concrete dust I breathe.
Untethered from my electronic world
my thoughts walk with you
on flower lined paths of peace.
We are forgotten names blooming
in a photo album of flashbacks…
reunited when sunlight turns its pages.
©Susie Clevenger 2014