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 Dec 2017 Meg
Fox Friend
The way I yearn for you
is comparable to the way
that the sun refuses to be
forgotten
even after it sinks
down
behind the mountains.
The glaring red hues
stain the sky
if just for a moment
after the sun has finished
providing light,
just as pictures of you
continue to invade my
every
thought.
The glowing strands of color
reach
and wave
and grasp out
until they tire and slip
quietly, sadly
beyond view.
I too will tire, but until then -
let my lovely sunset unravel
for you,
my darling.
 Sep 2017 Meg
K
inferno
 Sep 2017 Meg
K
missing you comes in fires
I have prepared for the drill
I have memorized the exits
& its codes
But tonight im stuck in inferno

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