is the scent of words
carried by winds
unintimidated by the distance
of the illusion here of miles
fires that do not know
the waning brought
with the linear of time
courage offered like first kisses
that do not stop
for the threat of knowing
what futures give
they also take away
like starlight fades with day
starlight still remains
and so does all that burns
within the heart
so I will make no bargains
with the fickleness of fates
and ask no mercy here
when finding being found
is just our way
and only surrender
to the ways reality can lie
could make the love let go
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