A time existed when
feelings of being obligated
surfaced like a breeze
soft upon skin
until a mighty storm
swept everything away
on a fateful day
when drops of rain
washed desire down the drain
along with whatever terminology
could describe love.
Examples of memories
Oh, they remain
like tornado dreams
ripping through this house
Like an iron
empty of steam
a shell without a sea
skull without brain
could well be used to describe
now seen.

burn baby burn

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