When the raven stopped its flight
n I flew towards the floating seagulls
Woman not a clue I had of the lovebird; despite
The wind chill that hugged my dizzy ears who had none a pulse
I’ve passed by the crossroads sixty nine days ago
To be inking this piece of parchment
With our personal solitudes that I intend to forgo
Remains to be seen if its just another figment
Remember when we were young; we shone the burrow
Shone even the city of diamonds and that of a meadow
Babe lets shine now; shine on till tomorrow
My frozen skin could use some of your yellow
This week has left my dreams bygone
Thoughts surplus; words none; a new beginning
Not the kind a lover would refuse to mourn
Here at a distance I lay looking at you thru my wedding ring!!
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