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Deleted Scenes featuring Sherlita
Sherlita:
if time had the capacity
of being reversed, I would
peel mistake from
life's pavement,
intensify a warmer love to
terminate the frost that branched
on the mountains.
would blow my undesirable traits
into tangling wind and
watch them fly away
with morning cloak.
GeminiStar:
memory bank slowly dissolves
in the pockets of my conscience
resolving the lints of
a nasty disposition
the real love within me was missing
I was formerly known as
a shadow
aimlessly dodging reality
that was before I learned
how to sketch the sky
before the night
taught me to dream
Sherlita:
now all i do is dream
facing Ugetsu's River,
imagining a dance of light.
a light that I should have
exhibited to illuminate
the affinity
of significant other & I.
see, I
used to spark the
arguments.
used to spread
the wounds and sing the
blues in the highest octaves,
til lover muted horn. I was
way too insecure and too selfish.
was more concerned about the
things that I desired, until I
pushed love away.
now this relationship is dead,
frozed in time, buried beneath
the painting of a seagull. It remains
a hanging image of the past.
GeminiStar:
As I rewind the tape through those images
a part of me died forever
right where I stood, then sank to
my knees, albeit quietly
dreading the many nights abandoning
cold sheets, stray heart and the
struggle with my own struggles
the ties we made together
were only nooses
tied tightly around
the determination for us
to live in harmony
now my arteries are nearly severed
and I wonder if blood will ever flow
freely to that journey
that we once had
before the sharp contaminated blades
of insecurity
would distort the original plot
of saving an imprisoned union,
saving a tainted love that lacked
symmetry.
Sherlita:
If time had
the capacity of being reversed,
I would associate love with solidity,
give it moral character and prevent it from
having no color hue. If we had chance to
be lovers again, our moments together
would be meaningful, sustainable
and memories of love would be a
recurrence of smiles and sentimental moods.
