Crossing Over
I can feel my dreams collapse
into a single vibrant image--neural blast--
brief synapse--
of you, above,
as I now exhale my life’s last
true love.
My death,
a final gasped
breath--
I can feel my dreams collapse
as I now exhale my life’s last
breath.
Copyright © Ben Throne | Year Posted 2023
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