To Go
Time passed and I lost you
Strange Fey ghost in the Falling rain
Two torn spirits dancing calypso
It was doomed and just so
Beautiful sad and blue
Shadows weaving poems again
We passed each other on a crowded train
Catching bullets, dodging fairies made of snow
Exchanging moments time to go. . .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers

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Written on 2019-10-30 at 21:51




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