A raining heart, derailed
just north of love
things that must be done
to protect oneself
Despite my expectant warmth
I find you strangely cold
the trick became transparent
the magic quickly old
A remnant moon shines above us
even in this weak glow, it’s obvious
this affair
is going nowhere
You don’t care to ask
anything about me
yet still you scheme on my love
You don’t dare to share
anything with me
yet still you pine for my love
Put the shell up to your ear
is that the ocean’s roar, you hear?
this affair
is going nowhere…
[2020]
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