Ad Infinitum
How sad, to be lost in a world where it is ever dark.
How tragic, to not see art.
To sink, when petals float,
to think, when the heart already knows.
I dived deep within your chest,
drowned proudly, in peaceful death.
Only to write for yet another soul,
that I tasted, but had to let go.
For this life, my sins redemption.
Born again, to live for you.
Give me liberty, give me breath,
give me freedom, out of this chest.
and again I swim in the memory of you.
No longer whole, as ink drips to tell it true.
Until the day it dries, it will be poetry and art,
to remember a man that had gifted a heart.
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