Ill: Kkc


We made love with loneliness that summer
in a white room with curtains
blowing in the dull breeze
we consumed each other in greed
shutting the long shadows
in places where no light could reach them
Knowing very well
that the autumn never would let us in
the winter would freeze our wishes to ice
melt us into the next spring like flavourless drops
dried out by coming summer
to dust
like our game of love

Only loneliness left
like a summers burning heat

Poetry by PapaFahr The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2007-10-04 at 20:18

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