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I take roads much longer to travel
in my heart hoping they lead to you.

I find remnants of your heart splatters
whenever I'm not looking for them.

it seems you and I are born of the same dust and
find our wells full of inkstains and heart scrawls

yet, nothing to drink from;
nowhere to float down and settle over each other,
like the coming home seen in true love's stardust trails
written in the heavens

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Why are we so lost?
Why cant we go forward without running back?

Jumping from star to star and falling back down
fading into another's atmosphere

Faultless in our ideas of love
yet unable to find a fold or a crease
that fits us corner to dog-earred corner

Falling stars making wishes that never come true

I Suppose it's the right thing to tear it all up
rather than let the characters of our love notes fade.

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My impossible love,

You are also impossible to leave in any intangible way
Your soul speaks my language
your heart beats my song,
your ink draws mirrored designs on my heart spaces

We  fall on barren landscapes
carried away by the current and swirls of this life

I still hold the promise of the next in my hands
waiting for ashes to ashes and
finally dust resting on dust.

I take roads much longer to travel in my heart hoping they lead to you.

I find remnants of your heart splatters whenever I'm not looking for them.

it seems you and I are born of the same dust and find our wells full of inkstains and heart scrawls

yet, nothing to drink from;

nowhere to float down and settle over eachother

like the coming home seen in true love's stardust written in the heavens

--------------------------------------<@>-----------------------------------------

Why are we so lost? Why cant we go forward without running back?

Jumping from star to star and falling back down

fading into another's atmosphere

Falling stars making wishes that never come true.

faultless in our ideas of love

yet unable to find a fold or a crease that fits us corner to dog-earred corner,

its the right thing to tear it all up

rather than let the characters of our love notes fade.

--------------------------------------<@>-----------------------------------------

My impossible love,

 You are also impossible to leave in any intangible way

Your soul speaks my language

your heart beats my song

Your ink draws mirrored designs on my heart spaces

We still fall even on barren landscapes

carried away by the current and swirls of this life

I still hold the promise of the next in my hands

waiting for ashes to ashes and

finally dust resting on dust.