But.....

Sometimes people take more than themselves when they go......

Come lay with me in the azure mist

 

Among the wind tossed grass

 

Watching a pinwheeling indigo sky

 

Turning to deepest black

 

Tracing patterns of our design

 

Between pinpricks of purest white

 

 

Whispered tales of noble love

 

Passing through lips wanting

 

Promises of eternal love made

 

Surety guaranteed with eager bodies

 

 

As the night slides over

 

A blanket of velvet

 

Cloaking us from the world

 

Jasmine scented hair pressed to my cheek

 

The coals of our souls

 

Stoked and banked

 

 Burning like the stars above

 

And all was right with the world

 

 

But….

 

 

I stand on cracking concrete

 

Of what used to be a field, years before

 

Trying to light a cigarette against the mid-day glare

 

Sirens and horns swirl by me in a delirium of cacophony

 

And you are not here

 

 

All I have left is a husk of a memory

 

That’s kept me going for far too long

 

Keeping the gangrene of hate at bay, barely

 

An empty pint of Jack slips from my fingers, shattering

 

I close my eyes tightly and smell jasmine

 

I mouth a whispered promise

 

And step off the curb………

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[MoriartyMesa]

All I have left is a husk of a memory



That’s kept me going for far too long



Keeping the gangrene of hate at bay, barely



An empty pint of Jack slips from my fingers, shattering



I close my eyes tightly and smell jasmine



I mouth a whispered promise


And step off the curb………




nice ending, where the curb leads, no one knows.


Love it

[Michael of Gilead]

Thanks man, I think i was too low key with the traffic...maybe shoulda pumped that up a bit? ;)