Tuesday 22 September 2009

True lovers run into strange capers

I forgot you once, I will forget you again
I loved you once, I can love you again.

If it be so,
then I might
forget you and love you
love you and forget you

over and over and over
again and again
until
the tears run clear
the kisses unfold
the warmth ices
over into hell
and nothing
is left

until
there is
nothing more to love
or nothing left to forget.

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