”FOR YOU”

You always held happiness
in your hand. Some magic you wove,
not to crush it, but to let it breathe
and not to let our love go

We walked down the concrete
convinced that this world was ours
the we merely chose not to
take it away from the rest of the world,

Your fingers were the most beautiful,
tiny universes and your smile
faded in time but was carefree
like our child in your eyes

The time you showed me
pink diamonds from Australia
for a marriage we never had
and now Pinky sits on a strange finger

When we spoke all night long
huddled under blankets
whilst a drunk slept on our front door
and the toilet flooded

I knew this was love
But love lives forever
or does it only have a
finite span

can a dead love live in memory
inside the mind of a dead man
the times of kissing are no more
the Jewel in our hearts

will not fade in time
the way I remember you in one word,
a smile.

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