Remember Me
The smoky fog hung low,
The Gothic skyscrapers closed in on our love.
You dragged yourself away.
You must be tired.
Rooted, I let the oozes of rain
Play squash against the sidewalk
On the longest night
Within kaleidoscopic light
Amber; the heat in your hands
Navy blue; my sadness, I'm losing you.
Love, I have been told,
Is not the be all and end all
Of this world,
And this would explain; I turned around,
And I walked away.
I could not shave your head
So I let you walk alone.
This is where the poem should end-
A groaning, grayscale, grieving apologue.
Picture my surprise
When I'm told that love
Is happiness-
Joy, selflessness alone-
Dance in me,
My sweetest voice,
You will seldom dance alone-
If you Remember Me,
I will carry you
And I have the world.
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