Uncommitted Relationship

The time for leaving,
had finally come.
Departure loomed at last.
The short visitation,
was moving to the past.
This time there was no commitment.
Less warmth as days before.
I wondered what caused the chill.
I longed for days of yore.
Perhaps in time things will change,
you’ll recapture that fiery wonder.
But till then I will recall.
This was not a hot summer.