Tuesday 24 February 2015

Epilogue




Us, we collide, we stand, it’s just us and we hide

You and I the fire, fire on our stripes

Misunderstood, misread, patently missed

Our streams run empty, our hearts not filled



We, our combination of souls

Our collaboration of words; in-depth our thoughts

Still in, still awed by retort, still in

Never alone this walk I walk, however this walk it’s been



You, gazing into the away

Taking time with, beautiful and rare

I stepped, I stopped, I stared; and you glared

Radiantly bold and magnificently fair



me.

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