For Your Sake
Forget me quickly.
Don't let the summer heat
blister into fall.
Do not think of me fondly.
Do not think of me at all.
Let the thoughts liquify
of our incondescent affair.
This is not for you to bare;
so let this melt slippery
and wash with mid-summer rain
down a lost Italian drain.
Do not remember me sweetly.
Do not remember me at all.
Copyright © Alex Bruinekool | Year Posted 2010
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