Is It Poetry (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)
If You Forget Me.
Nothing and everything
Knowing not what will happen:
The moon made of glass,
at every pass.
I wait as the snow retreats.
All around me are constant
of the time you shared with me.
I understood that moving forward
only led to the past.
Should I leave before it's time.
The bee around your eyes.
Your lips are not forgotten.
The stars were more than people
Hurry off and hide,
they come for me.
Where they take me none will know.
And you must never follow.
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