Watching the clouds narrate
The mood of the evening
Against a gratuitous expanse
Of twilight blue,
I almost forgot you
The way I used to melt like cotton candy
Against your cherry lips--
The way your embrace rivaled a hot spring on a cool gentle evening.
Maybe I got lost
In the colors of forever
And this heartbreak grayed
In comparison,
Or maybe the sky
Reminded me of the ocean
Beautiful, deadly, and full of opportunity
I almost forgot you for a moment
I dont know how
I dont know why
But almost, for a moment,
I was whole
©pyromancy
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