I am a raven in her titanium sky
calling songs she could not recall.
"Love", untouchable as heart break
a pale drop of cream upon a fox's tongue
Did street lights blossom on your lash
and curve your cardinal lips?
Were those fireflies in your eyes?
Your lips remembered mine, as night
suffused a gentle dawn, in white.
As I shed feathers, to build her wings
please let her fly beyond the wall!
And then . . . the river froze. For us,
and us alone. Our dance of days. . .
Do you remember me? For I wish,and us alone. Our dance of days. . .
to always remember you.
so I might meet you, once again.
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