This long life has been
informed by love. We shared
each other Oh! for so
short a time.
Like fruit we hung onto
the sweet drops of new
nectar's night.
We peeled each other
to the pink skin of sighs.
It was a delicate scent
when blown into the
stars quiet Space. We
sped into the walls of
destiny and crashed
in the pulp of sorrow.
But I miss you in this
orchard of dessicated
memories.
I am rawed by the thought
of you.
Caroline Shank
Apr 16, 2021
Apr 16, 2021 at 1:55 PM UTC
This long life has been
informed by love. We shared
each other Oh! for so
short a time.
Like fruit we hung onto
the sweet drops of new
nectar's night.
We peeled each other
to the pink skin of sighs.
It was a delicate scent
when blown into the
stars quiet Space. We
sped into the walls of
destiny and crashed
in the pulp of sorrow.
But I miss you in this
orchard of dessicated
memories.
I am rawed by the thought
of you.
Caroline Shank
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