We sat on the creaky porch- as br Twilight replaced daylight- br Watching the sun warm down in its br slide into the colorful shades of the West. br Tomorrow will be a day of awakening. br br It seems everything fades away- br Though, not where we sit, br We are still here as things are out there, too br The chirping sounds of crickets br The scent of a summer roses… br Even mama’s pork smoking in the house br br Your arms gently circled my waist br The click of our first kiss, choking.