Cemetery

A Boy With Roses

the moon asks me why I care                                                                                            

I say it's because it's the only thing I've ever known                                                    

love, the only thing I can never get rid of                                                                               

that prismatic love we share rings out in my bones 

 

hoping you will see                                                                                                        

the records we played were the oceans I swim in                                                      

love when it dies in vain 

 

I was                                                                                                                              

the rose you never took                                                                                                  

the dazzling light of mute stars                                                                    

distorted on rain swept highways                                                 

leading me to the unquestionable truth                                                                        

the sunset in you                                                                                  

wooded and blue in your grey overcast                                                        

that high ceiling eclipse with no great escape                                                            

Forever is Never                                                                                                          

and I come back to you like a dog.

  • Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 19th, 2022 19:22
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  • orchidee

    Good write G.

  • arqios

    Faithful love carries with it a pain that is both beautiful and inescapable. Thanks for sharing.



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