delicate lonely flower,
I loved you like the sun.
broken morning revelation and
the slamming of a car door-
so began a journey of years.
empty streetlight wanderings
swollen desperation and
A search for Something
Washed upon the shores of longing
petals of a shattered imagination
glass and wax and wine-
All of it spent
Chasing ghosts of
Pretended loves.
Dec 12, 2011
Dec 12, 2011 at 4:34 AM UTC
delicate lonely flower,
I loved you like the sun.
broken morning revelation and
the slamming of a car door-
so began a journey of years.
empty streetlight wanderings
swollen desperation and
A search for Something
Washed upon the shores of longing
petals of a shattered imagination
glass and wax and wine-
All of it spent
Chasing ghosts of
Pretended loves.
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