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86 · Jun 2019
Pilsey
Arooozle Jun 2019
As my loves' love slowly ebbs away
I turn from the impending storm

I face the warmth,
Magical, dreamy, days swiftly unfold
Unbound with energy, laughter and life that is other worldly

She is the dearest of those I have loved the best.
It's really no surprise, we've been playing since we were free
I watch as she plunges into my dreams
At last, long last, I finally 'smell the sea and feel the sky'

She surfaces, smiles, and is simply glorious
Truly beautiful, glistening in the summer sun
We swim and the wind sings of lust and...love

We touch and melt achingly together
It's brief, too brief.
I feel no sorrow, as I seek no pain
I selfishly desire we do this again, and again

Bohemia lies by the sea, I now long for the other me.

Later. We walk the Elysian fields exploring and wondering
We talk of Doric, Ionic and endless thoughts
We dream of impossible outcomes
We venture down the holloways and the wondrous trees ask, is it love or...lust?

Now nothing is left.

Some faded berry stains and a crepuscular sunset
remind me of those most magical days in our natural environment
The glorious echo washes endlessly round my mind sweeping all the storms away

I now know those precious moments will have to last forever

I feel the breeze
I turn to face the inevitable storm

— The End —