To Etch the Last Look
So be it upon this carved embrace
this hollow bone of density
which shades the sorrow on your face
eyelashed in intensity
And for one moment, you'll remark
forever bleeding off your tongue
that we were meaning to embark
but found we weren't quite that young
And so you'll laugh and catch a tear
on cheek bones drawn to vaguely smile
and while you laugh, I'll vaguely fear
that I won't see you for a while
And so be it, this carved embrace
to kiss the cheek and set you free
Already hoping to erase
this future that was meant to be.
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