the fairy tale in us

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if you are the moon
then there’s much of me you’ve never known
am wild or at least I’d like to think so
and often found a little off the stage
there no frame that can hold my gaze
am the dot that’s often erased

If you are the sun
then am afraid i come out only at dusk
often when the winds blow harsh
I can be seen singing from the trees
laughing at the breeze

If you ask around they wouldn’t know
where to send you any more
I live mostly in my mind
and sometimes in the wasteland you call home

set adrift on a memory bliss

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an unanswered text from eons ago
a paper napkin with your doodles
and a song with lyrics that refuses to go
a broken kiss, a heartfelt hug
a charm bracelet, with sunshine no more
divinity in a cup, infinity on my mind
fleeting seasons with no reason or rhyme
little red box with mementoes alone
a mindful of memoirs, no labels no shore
a sky inundated with paprika helloes
fallen leaves and a collection of raindrops
and I still yearn for more?

meet me far…

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a look into the mirror
takes you back in time
when love was many a stolen glance
between puffs of winding smoke
when tea came cheap at two pence each
but to catch a glimpse of you, they came from far
when in between banter and many a verse
someone lost their nerve
while your smile was like the ode to joy

you sit now in quiet contemplation
writing a dispassionate prose
we are both past the age of poetry and till-now-forgotten loves, you see
you order two cups of tea
one for you
and one for me?