My Heart Breaks But I’m You’re Man
I’ll kiss you
In another reality
Where the stars croon
Like a 1920’s singer.
Fantasy dances
In my eyes tonight,
Roses form wedding rings
And everywhere
There is a chapel
With open doors….
You know I love you,
Every myth is true,
There will never be
Greater lovers
Wandering these rainy streets again.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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