Brushed Off Poem by Kewayne Wadley

Brushed Off



When archeologists find our
Skeletons. They won't
have to question if it was love
or not,
My bones entwined with yours.
Of all the beliefs in the world
They'll find at least two
That coincided enough to be found
Miles & miles in the dirt.
Bonded to each other
Branched & twisted with joy
Not knowing that moment
would be the last.
Aware that nothing lasts
Forever

Sunday, June 18, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: discovery,believe,belief,infatuation,bones,affinity and love,love notes,archaeology
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Kewayne Wadley

Kewayne Wadley

Groton, Connecticutt
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