AFTERMATH

contemplating the frail
contemplating the fragile
i saw this is in your eyes

variances unknown
algorythm unknown
beyond the knowlege of the great
my attempts
your fate

the amazing way that we became one
and now it is impossible
the future is evident
the future is inevitable
and the perfection achieved therein

my fear swallows me whole as i contemplate
then i remember his words, those that spoke to you
and at that time the swallowing ceases
and i can breathe again

fathom this
you left me in a mood such as this
pensive, contemplative, lovely, me

and the question is honest
and the question is real
and the question is unasked
and the question is unfathomed
and the yolk is easy and the burden is light
and wait wait as my love swallows you whole
perhaps you will like it
and perhaps you will run

but now the choice, mistake or not, has been made
we, the united me, have chosen
love has slipped from my lips, dripped down my chin, and landed in his lap.

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