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