Dust

My presence had rested
beside you
At first it invoked an image before us
that we lived by,
but you discarded it...
I agreed,
we indulge nothing beyond who we were
We now turn all colours to black

When my eyes close they do
insanely seem
to imagine nothing
Astride of this inconsolate gait
an unseemly innocence swerves
Youthful wishes deny all pain
and guide beaten chests
But inside with you I lived
With you, a crave 
once returned magic

With each page I turn
a stern event ensues
Futures lost rely on committed presents,
but then everything died
And these events have unravelled...
This future competes with a 
distant past 
Each stride along this stream
encounters dust

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