Monday, April 4

Girl With The Name Meaning "Song" [2]

something amiss,
and suddenly not much to say.
we turn to each other,
and our lips meet in a kiss.

It was short and sweet,
like the kiss of mention.
our time spent together,
and my choice of if to leave.

on my long way home,
I hold your gift.
It reminds me of you,
and how I am alone.

Your smile really was,
it was of a dream.
It was your gift,
I'd given it to you as.

I'll remember dear girl,
the lessons you'll teach me,
the way that you moved,
the vision of the end of the world.


-damn visions always in the way,
Brian Oglesby

(
Divine Interception)

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it rains around the world sleep welcomes the dream, and  enigmatic souls awaken along the eternal shores of destiny