Human Mine
Saw it in your eyes, and your pale façade,
the laughter that turned to silence
still left you smiling.
As I listen, you speak my name..
humanity turned back hands,
on a broken clock.
Yet, knew you'd be okay, and
remembered too..
how you loved the summer rain.
Those cattail days, so inviting
a duel of two worlds, and universes colliding
sometimes-
time is such an unexplainable concept
an illusion.
You stand strong as Atlas, tho' twice as lonely,
I'll hold you twice my equal, if there's a need..
though I abashed at your beauty
wished half a moonlit shadow all for me.
Oh my dearest, dear one
French horns peeled their agree
as tree in winter, frozen dawn in dew
hours steeped in September's finest
misery.
Stray away from the past
and the skies you fly in,
pack your bags, wondering if it's your last
pray tell, what's more human than that?
Copyright © Quoth Theraven | Year Posted 2023
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