A memory, memorial

Cold air on the span bridge,
 metal attracting back and forth

Every season, hues change
seeking each other

Love grows round, brimming
then blisters and spills, wetting paper sails

To shreds, the raft is listing,
it capsizes

Being too shallow to hold
afloat stretching wings

Frozen June smiles, still glow
up-lighting the memory

of Camelot