thoughtlessly, a word spills,
a scar never heals, the night
resolves to silence, the sunset
succumbs to its splendor
your face etched in the
sky, awaiting the rain
to drown what is left
of my heart and what
is left, just that -
the eloquence of your gaze
maims and breaks my
reserve, halts and impedes
our journey from
ever taking a different turn.
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