Into the heaviness of unsaid tale,
Tears shedding likely to meet ocean
Hue of autumn painted me and thee.
Wildfire in between tongue and front teeth
Spread across the night owl.
Broken bridge in between me and thee
Left me not to rebuild aimlessly.
Morning lark attempted to fill the gap
Thus called me 'dear friend'.
Now it belongs to him more than me!
I slipped away from what he served mysteriously.
Let's meet with lavenders near Tennessee
In the month of cold wind and
Lemme realize over and over that
You'll leave me alone in empty street.
Wednesday, March 10, 2021