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You said my name each time I came back to you. I always returned to you, and you always tried to save me.
As the sunsets in 2018, I remember your words and my name; my name I do not utter.
Should I be myself, or is it just a word?
I’m sure you would know, but you are in the clouds, and I’m down here calling to you.
They stand hand in hand taking in the beauty of the Alps.
Reflective and oddly calm, she says, “Up here, the world is crisp and clean. You and I can talk without the madness of society getting in the way… Don’t you love the way the snow sits upon the mountains, yet the sun still shines, and it isn’t too cold?“
He pauses for a few moments to breathe in the crisp air, “It’s beautiful for an Autumn day… the light, it’s welcomed here and not despised… I could live in this country…“
She looks at him and smiles, so he adds, “The sun feels different in Australia compared to Switzerland… Perhaps it is weaker?“
She squeezes his hand, and he kisses her forehead. She adds, “Yes… it feels fainter… let’s stay a little longer.“
They sit in the park.
The seat is wooden and bare.
New to all of this, he asks her about love.
She thinks for a time, then says, “Love is less than simple, yet more complicated than hard to define. I will not try, but I will say love is beauty“.
He found his heart.
I’m falling in love with you.
You’re a drug to me, yet it’s my hands round your neck you love.
Wild tormented girl, you’ve taken my heart.
We drive down the coast, waiting for the world to end.
It might, tonight.
your touch
will convince
her
sorrowful heart
love
is enough
Her mind was calm
until she saw
those pink roses.
Now, with his help,
she starts dissolving;
dissolving and
running into puddles.
She can’t stop the ache,
which clouds her mind and
blurs the pink roses.
There is only one cure;
only the trees need stare now.
Entwine the tree branches of your soul with mine and dance with me in this forest.
Swirling and twirling around and around, we get closer and closer and closer.
Soon your branches move within and ignite a lust so swift.
The forest sings, your heart beats fast, and the world blurs.
ambient light
from your love
brings my heart to life
distant heart
beating slow
moving further
growing colder
frozen still
He watches her fall into the water; A bullet through her heart, and then nothing. No life resides inside her flesh now, only cold blues and greys.
He grabs her and pulls her close until her spirit leaves. Then, without any words spoken, he pockets her brooch as a memento of their love and leaves her alone.
C & K 