Past echoes

I’m falling for the echoes of my past

the haunting of a time

when love was love and simple lines

were enough to see me through.

Now wisdoms here, my desires unclear

I’m biting through and through

past echoes

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The stars

star-whispers

In an instant, a nanosecond
my breath expires, flattens
and I drift, home.
A new home, a happily caged home
one where life as I know it
melts
away, and a new life begins.
One I have always known.
The one that was whispered by the stars and promised by the sea.
The one I always felt, but never touched.
The one that was always
waiting,
waiting,
waiting to be seen.