Amor Imposible
“The path we're taking is not a road, Kiyo, it's a pier, and it ends someplace where the sea begins. It can't be helped.”
? Yukio Mishima
I will not love you.
I have read all your thoughts like rays of sunshine
poems that bloom in poppy fields
I hear them shaking when they go through my hair.
A lump in the throat
calmed with songs of the nightingale
I will not love you.
We tripped over a handlebar
that Time dropped
while doing his rounds
catch your breath,
no one can steal our hearts in passing
I won't love you
No way, not a little bit in the vast night that falls before us
love is infinite only in this second when I will not love you!
Copyright © Roxane Aristy | Year Posted 2020
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