luni, 24 iulie 2017

from afar

sharp pain in the chest
like lightning and thunder
falling under a melting sun

there is no time
just stories spelled backwards
on your forehead and heart

you had to come, to be, to leave
there is a place to experiment
and a place to believe

past and future are sides of a coin
we live on the edge looking down
and call that perspective

I miss the taste of words
the smell of love
the sound of that clock

the worst is over
the best does not exist
there will be snow

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