Oh Rilokiley

August,
i'll see you soon,
under yellow moons,
where i'll gather what's left of you,
and August,
i'm on your side,
or did i speak to soon?
someday we'll meet beyond the stars,time and the bars,
and it will be away from here,
August,
something in your smile,
that i adore,
someday we'll meet beyond the limits of who we are,
and someday we'll meet beyond the land that you call miles,
away,
away from here.