Tuesday, May 20, 2025

Love Lost

close to remember

 

swelling images crisscross the plain paper

intersection in my injected mold mind

turning fragments of old movies

into clear pictures of chaos murdered

and i close my eyes to see you dancing in the rain

free from the torture of time

 

close to remember

 

solitary functions morph

into complex parts of statuesque sensuality

gliding along forgotten river valleys

landing in green fields of newly stolen life

and i close my eyes

to see you forming questions without words

free from the reason of rhyme

 

now close to forget

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