It was sex and I called it love.
moved to the next, and am loving on,
marathon and series, that am feeling boy.
got a picture of you and I, she and me, us and we, them and they.
countless be the numbers. pirates sailing skulls burnt.
ashes into ashes and dusts into dusts,
I nearly forgot, "the beautiful once's are not yet born".
so I have a reason to wait another season.
costly, and priceless is the memory we share.
every time you come to me. it's another Journey.
©marttykay
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