Until the End of Time

 

The day after they met
she saw a moon star
a place like home inside her heart.
He tasted the scent of lily white,
a craving for air under the sea.

They startled ocean waves with
longing and desire,
black widow with empty nest,
nirvana and passing experience of
hurricane.

They witnessed the sight of
a blue bird in the desert
with her feathers as swift as air
and blue as cornflowers.

 

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