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Half-Life
We were reckless with love.
Swans dancing on a lake of fire;
unfinished art searching for the
Louvre.
Quiet & loud.
Hungry & fed.
Bones full of broken stars
and twilight;
sapiosexual
astronomers
with the temerity
to traverse galaxies
hidden between the
braille on our skin,
foolish enough to believe
desire this strong would
take a half-life to
decay.
Swans dancing on a lake of fire;
unfinished art searching for the
Louvre.
Quiet & loud.
Hungry & fed.
Bones full of broken stars
and twilight;
sapiosexual
astronomers
with the temerity
to traverse galaxies
hidden between the
braille on our skin,
foolish enough to believe
desire this strong would
take a half-life to
decay.
Published 3rd May 2020
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4th May 2020 00:46am
This is subtle but powerful. There’s something intoxicating about reckless love...you capture it well.
4th May 2020 3:08am
25th May 2020 00:08am
Really enjoyed it, really has the feel of a passion that burns hot but sometimes such intensity cannot be maintained long term.
