One Poem by Janine Alyssa Navarro
One
The clouds wear a mask
I can tell by the way
They discreetly hid away
Each time
We would hold hands
And walk these streets
The Universe heard of us
We were lost portions
Of what were once souls
They refuse to ask
More of what we were,
We giggle at their fear
The skies remain sleepless
We’ll give them a taste
Of our emptiness
It’s lucid sweet, luscious even
The darkness only begins
When we become one
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