the best of us
I’m honored to witness her rising,
a virgin to her touch
she comes to me in twilight fading,
masquerading
from the moment we met,
our hearts need rearranging,
these feelings we best forget,
by the hour we are changing,
come morning we’ll begin to break,
like fragments from a passing star,
we’ll breach within our wake,
our love will soon be forgotten, left
only with the remanence of what
it was like to feel complete,
these memories I’ll incubate,
cement and stitch, oh !
let us never give in, never compete,
the best of us can’t be lost,
it simply performs and repeats
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