Je t aime beaucoup
the path between our eyes has somehow split.
tonight's kiss was the seal to the envelope.
i as the messenger must deliver..
on my quest to send this letter
where love told of endless fairy tales
the damsel in distress will one day return with your love notes as response
cold nights set aside for my travel.
our hands cross split between the cold...
as i wander through the streets i came to realize.
our fairy tale had no end.
it somehow closed the beginning
searching for a lifeless end.
poor messenger opens the envelope
soften pupils were set of to sea in an ocean of tears.
she noticed no stamp... she noticed no address
the notion of her heart seemed to have stopped as she sits on the cold cement floor
attempts to retrace her steps only to loose herself even more.
till this very day she sits tempting, thinking, remembering, regretting, her loss, her love, her life.
poem by Rocio Reyes
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