Barefoot Down Alleys


God you were good

lover never will skin melt

onto me so whole again

may wish but not near to the heat of your smother

let me take the memory of the love

your heat left cold soon as the melding

was done leaving my bones to brittle

and break allowing me barely enough strength to latch

the door but sit outside I would

your light not on leaving me


when on I knew

I would tangle with you soon

unless another rope you had to float with

and high so still I wandered barefoot down alleys passing back and forth past your fortress

tonight I melt in the sweetness of your distance

the safety of memories

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