I’ve decided to write you a letter
that you Haven’t read,
remember then
when our Souls met
and you promised
the sun in one palm
and the moon in a net?
Of rainbows
coloured with tears
from my heart
and blood
from your feet,
you walked
Through fields
of a jagged edge
To lay at the ends
of my lashes
Beds
of dreams
and clouds of thread,
to Entangle our thoughts
through history and smile
When we are dead,
to kiss the lips
Of life,
drinking its potent
Nectar
of hopes and regrets,
hold my Breath,
while I count
eternity backwards
Till I come to regret,
in a grey cloud,
that Night
that we never met…
24-11-09
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