[512] Quicksand Love

Scarce emotions⁣⁣⁣
Give me all that’s left⁣⁣⁣
We’ll make do with our doom⁣⁣⁣
We’ll make do in our nest⁣⁣⁣
Nightly talks replete with insomnia⁣⁣⁣
My chest filled with your tears⁣⁣⁣
Secret language of the crickets⁣⁣⁣
We find common ground⁣⁣⁣
to translate our soul⁣⁣⁣
into each other’s hearts⁣⁣⁣
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We see it⁣⁣⁣
Our fulfilled potential⁣⁣⁣
I feel your hands ⁣⁣⁣
filling the gaps⁣⁣⁣
and the falling of the ⁣⁣⁣
memories of sands⁣⁣⁣
ceases in our embrace⁣⁣⁣
Lies on top of lies⁣⁣⁣
on a foundation of truth⁣⁣⁣
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I am in a liminal space⁣⁣⁣
when you forget about me⁣⁣⁣
Living leaves a bitter taste⁣⁣⁣
while you weigh a little less⁣⁣⁣
I feel freer no longer fighting⁣⁣⁣
Fire in your eyes returns⁣⁣⁣
Scarce emotions ⁣⁣⁣
give him all that’s left⁣⁣⁣
I’ll make do with my doom⁣⁣⁣
I’ll make do in my nest

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Art by David A. Hardy