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last fragments last fragments these last fragments of light a shimmering above the treetops departing Sun has coated the clouds dusty pink and my thoughts turn as all good thoughts should turn to where you are and what between the chores of living you may be thinking and imaging would you be back here in curl of embrace did we run too fast and too foolishly didn't we see the end of the road this chasm which opened abruptly sent us falling so roughly hearts not merely bruised but broken as from dream to nightmare woken still chasing you in corridors of memories catching those perfect moments once more a kiss or how you tilted your head or a word seemed so many little pleasures in the gaps between the chores of living a thousand reasons I could find a hundred lies to ease myself to sleep for the promises I did not keep we never spoke of those promises silent lying between us each time we lay down of doing what was right and brave and I chose the path I thought was brave and right and true a path to turn away from you and as days became weeks and years I look back and wonder who was he to make such a decision when he could have talked he could have explored discussed tomorrows and the many todays instead all are set aside and broken evidence trust is never a mere token and respect cannot ever be taken for granted and if we lose what we should treasure leaves nothing glorious for us between the chores of living and the last fragments of light. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction |
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