Saturday, May 3, 2014

Saying goodbye

With fists pounding against temples

A tear rolls down my cheek

I recall the stray hair on her face

The smell of jasmine and morning rain

And the moment is escaping me

Tearing at the walls of total recall

I'm lighting candles in the dark

Smoking the nuances of ethereal cigarettes

We used to dance in the ether

All that's left is the inheritance of empty

And the aftertaste of ashes

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