oh silver stars
and secrets dangling from you
on strings
i reach my hand to catch you
but I'm left empty handed
the sound of
clinking crystal
over top of the sound of fire
crackling jokes to us
and two of us yelling out
the secrets of life
through tears
and through the sounds
of our hearts breaking.
the grass is wet, between my toes
and sporattically the fire pops
emitting another fall of sparks
and although the lawn doesnt catch,
we still stomp it out
leaving foot prints
on newly cut grass
and burn spots on the
bottom of our feet.
2:06 am - 22.06.03
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