The Magical We

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do dried petals rekindle

those memoirs inscribed

in closeted pages

as fingers brushed

amid stolen smiles

eyelids drooping

to musical chimes

they knew it

and felt it

they kissed it

and loved it

time stood still, but not too long

day turned to night, and change of song

good luck and good bye

may the Gods be always on your side

'cause I have failed you in ways more than one

I know no destination, but I run and run

the hourglass mimics my pace

as I race with the turtles

I tried, I tried, more and less

and yet couldn't cross the final hurdles

those pages drowned with tears

now scream out loud at me

will dried petals rekindle

and bloom once again

to weave the perfect dream
yes, you and me
The Magical We

This Poem is shared with One Single Impression - Rekindle.