Thousand Lights - Poem by KarlRomeo PierreLouis
My ending will be bittersweet
below the Brooklyn bridge, with a memory held
and caressed by thumb and tear
and with the echoes of the world above
waving and flying through
it would be a grin with her name leaving
my lips, 'till later love'
these words will mark my reason
and with the day ending colors kissing
my face tenderly, the night would come to fall in
as the sounds would grow distant and close
to the moon's melody, and all that was
would be all that is and will be
between here and home...and there
I had become what I had dreamt of...
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