we have never been in love
though we always wanted to
i held my breath
when the leaves spoke silent words,
it was still,
then shattered
by a broken transmission
and the sound of smoke
a shot to the mind remembered
not to listen to voices
more wanted than needed
and the moon
is the only compass back
when the spirit forgets the flesh
something never meant to part
when the memory breaks like clock face
and two paths stretch
no choice, but the road i can see













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