Unrequited love #2


never lives far.

This film-like  lot-like a soft red crystal

Floats in the head and tickles the nerve endings to skid and build more dramatic scenes;

As I reach to

that whistling push and pull of the wind… Suddenly

The adventurous has got a way to tell stories

Stories that can moist someone else’s thirst for freedom

But to that someone who skips turning his back, I’ll only have–

Have that view of his back.



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