trailing embraces echoing away disregarded faces as the hour glass erases; just a blur awakening within wrapped across time left in the past like fragrant kisses prevailing love, untreasured love, unfathomed thoughts easily forgotten a blur within a blur so many lives, so many men. unexisting emotion waning in slow motion I don't remember you disguised anonymousity desiring curiosity leaving me behind and waiting for the next. I can see him coming, and only moments later even after he see's me, I will be a blur within a blur.
(where do I post poem? Here?)
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Lamentation 3:24 The Lord is all I have, and so in him I put my hope.
