Wednesday, October 26, 2011

In Observance

Cool drops fell
slowly
from the white sky
in observance
of this ending

This ending is not one of longing
this ending is not one of lack

I mourn the death you caused
I wail the pain
of the sacred lost

My love was a gift

See shooting stars
and lunar eclipses
and eyes locked in laughter
don't happen so easy

Rhythm
is the rare bloom

We were a discovery
stumbled upon
the final frontier
our nuclear reaction
a source of exponential
energy

You dismantled
our collision
Froze our
bolt
You stole
the promise of
light


The rain and I sit
in grief




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