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Romantic Thieves

A chilly wind forcing the lips into blue silence, Dry and fatigued revived by the moist tongue, I think those lips and maybe the tongue, too, Were meant to be stolen for the first time, And then later, mine to borrow hers’, And hers’ to borrow mine, But only to realise that it did not last, Only to realise that what was left behind Was the whispers of hers’ and mine, Feeding memories into our hearts, Memories meant to tour the body, Guided by each pulsating beat, A melody that started by the thief Who stole those lips and maybe the tongue, too. Friday, 24 th of April 2015

The Etiquette of Parting

Let us not say goodbye, Instead, until next time, Until forever, as I dwell Upon an earth who has lived As an infinite life, As an infinite death, So, until forever, friend, As I pick up fruits from Trees on different earths, Never to hear goodbyes, Except for reason that A person whispers no more, That is a time fit For one last goodbye, For one last whisper, But until then, just Let us not say goodbye, Instead, until next time. Thursday, 23 rd of April 2015