Walk alone we clamor
told otherwise
could maybe realize
ours is that time
a moment to reconcile
the many miles of love we lost
watching stars fade into
a sea of blur
no longer can we find the road
a sprinkling of gravel
callous reality slicing naked feet
blood is that measure
with desire
a country highway
might never allow me,
would that spilling hearts
bleed sweet memory.
©️Scott F Savage 3/2021
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