dusty love

Did it all dissipate?

Like the hairs falling from our heads?
          Did it get old?
          ‎           ...or stress you out?

   Bundled up in a corner,
mixed with the unwanteds...
       waiting to be swept underneath a rug;
long forgotten until your cleanse.

   Where the bunny reminds you of our story..

                       Bag it! - it was trash anyways.

Sent off for the others to discover:
      digging
digging for something good
        ---- something we had.
Or so they thought.

     Curiosity fills the air
questions swirling in the wind       [+]
     Through your window screens,
just to scatter among hard-to-reach places.

Sometimes you see it,
        but it's still swept away.