because it's what you want, isn't it?
my inner romantic wilts with the smoke
up into the sky, it drifts away
the future appears like a dull day
mundane and in vain, I live it
nothing keeping you here next to me
except for the air that slips through the spaces
I hate this, but my hope continues to revolve
like a gyre, it circles around
and around
and around
Sunday, October 20, 2013
Proposal
He dropped down on one knee
While she held her teeth
She caressed his cheek
As he leaned in to place the stone appropriately
She threw her head back
And let out a laugh, a tear and a sigh
It had been so long since
they originally wanted to start their life
But patience made them value
The moment when it came
They were in no rush to become
A child bridal party, just the same.
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