You loved so much you swear you heard
the flesh of your heart rip with each breath
of goodbye on their lips.
You saw imprinted within your eyelids
their name blazing across fiery synapses
of liquid gold blood.
You felt the dark dead cells in your pores
die once more into stone particles
as a love left your soul.
You loved so much that once they went
sleeping was a sweeter way to continue living
than being awake.
I want to roam in a field of tall wheat coloured grass in a sun dress and pick blackberries and have a purple tongue and kiss you with it.
Down by the river I shall bathe in the water, you will wait on the grass bank ready to wrap me in a blanket and stroke my hair. I shall pick you wild flowers of pink, purple & yellow. Our fingers entwine like the branches of fir trees above our heads, sunburnt love.
With purple lips, thorns in our toes, we will wander until the night sky tosses the southern cross in to view and we take each others breath away
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