Saturday, February 11, 2006
My muse refuses a narrative entry. So today we shall make do with an impromt poem :)
Forgetting
Memories upon memories,
realities that fold,
into disparate images of,
Love found,
Love lost.
Leaving the ghost of you,
which haunts me terribly,
and the beauteous past,
that breaks away,
into a cold and silent you.
Pieces upon piece,
my heart folding,
into a crystal kingdom,
awaiting for love,
awaiting for someone,
to make it whole again.
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