Reincarnation
When we were vultures
Living in mangers
You told me you'd love me
Forever.
The seasons cry into each
other. The sounds warp.
You become a constellation.
A morass of deep meaning,
Filling my lungs,
Untill I can barely breathe.
Copyright © Matt Caliri | Year Posted 2013
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