Was this all, my love?
I wish there was a past.
But there is no us
and yet my heart, it loves.
Skys, rotating far above,
smile redirected stars.
“Follow your idea”
it whispers in my ear.
Life calls, one I’ve never lived.
Is it loving words you missed?
I missed presence, laughter, casual talk,
having ice cream on a walk.
It’s still how far in love I went
in that little time we spent.
Illusion, so illuring,
silvery scales I'm shedding.
Diamond oceans still are shaping
a dragon, rebirthed, flying.
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