I looked at our feets once entwined; like roots brown, now grey with green lines.
Waters dripped, and reached the sky.
Her collarbones, joining the darkened stars, scattered over her skin,
were once crossed by mine. A cosmic collision, perhaps.
She sat feet away.
I looked at our feets once entwined; like roots brown, now grey with green lines.
A million memories flashed and
Words roared silent;
Ribs creaked but my ears heard no ruptures.
We parted under the covers of night and that day;
Waters dripped, and reached the sky.
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