our destination is vivid
and i see us in three.
the infectious beginning;
the whirlwind of mystery.

and we did not test the water.
trusting the passion,
harvesting the seed
our music set ground;
it was yours, it was mine.
and we realized then how we would fuse as one.

your beautiful yellow cap,
that disgusting yellow hat.
on my body,
hoping the color would bleed.

and such an agreement was made;
a debaucherous bond built on fast fashion.

i was before, with you then,
and still now.
and so, our love was lined up;
packed and pushed.

our destination is vivid
and i see us in three.

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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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