Bokeh
- Kendra Lyn
- Jul 18, 2024
- 1 min read
Marry go ‘round and ‘round
-‘til the bottom rusts out
and we hit the ground
running-from past or present?
Your presence surrounding
with peace when the dew hits
paranoia when the sun starts clouding
down; it’s no secret
never been the one to lie to you
just to lie with you.
No amount of truths could prove it true
life- not just tiny fragmentations
my reality sits with your hands
captured in fantasy
of these fractured demands
if we can live without them.
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