I live with my memories
broken,
bruised, caressed
all mine
once upon a
time
even the
vain seemed fine.
I have this
pain in me now
my lines
page
for the sun and the moon
it wonders
what if they'd make love
for the sun and the moon
it wonders
what if they'd make love
would other
stars approve
or would they war
burn starts to write
a thousand times
same words, same stories
of their making love
in blinking witness…
On my petal
they journey through the mess
or would they war
burn starts to write
a thousand times
same words, same stories
of their making love
in blinking witness…
On my petal
they journey through the mess
of living,
loving, leaving
breaking
apart,
falling in love and failing
falling in love and failing
bed-buddies
turning guests.
When done
their hearts
replete with tenderness
glowing
released back to another bed
sky
in between them
stands miles of silence.
Recollection of togetherness,
being one
once upon a time
shine
as bygone memories.
their hearts
replete with tenderness
glowing
released back to another bed
sky
in between them
stands miles of silence.
Recollection of togetherness,
being one
once upon a time
shine
as bygone memories.
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