Tuesday, April 10, 2012

We shattered

In the dark
his coal eyes
coal hands
shone and scorched
dropped over me
shooting stars
And lost and entangled
our wayward limbs
This is how
I remember him
We had the luxury
neither of time
nor dreams
Like those vapours
Collecting in the thin air
We collect memories
Like anxious dark clouds
Crystal as hail
We would fall
Shatter roofs
Or ooze over weeds

We shattered
like rain
on windowpanes


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