so i completed every piece and put it all nicely. your hopes were now fulfilled. the empty square of paint board was now on it's loveliest gaze. for a simple memory, i painted us. i carved your lips while it's touching mine.
but then i woke to the face of reality.
YOU ARE READING
ninth avenue - poetry
Poetry__ heavenly bodies only know where you are now. maybe i was not holding on too tight as you slipped away. wasn't i still yours? __
