we were midnight dancers
twinkling in the stars
of each other’s eyes.
brave, young, stupid, and burning
were the names that flickered
across our lips, into the unknown
of each other.
we were the animals whose fiery
bellies almost ignored the borders.
”danger, don’t cross” it said.
”danger, don’t ” it said.
”danger” it said.
we were two sets of eyes,
almost drowning in passion,
because we were two mirrors
reflecting the desire and pain
of our lives.
I heeded the warning, stopped before
the trenches.
....
only cowards leave their loved ones
to fall.
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Shadowbox15 (
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This is amazing! You should keep writing.
Thank you. I appreciate your comment.
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