But we are still the same

January 14, 2009
By Maggie Mei, Alameda, CA

But we are still the same

The seasons change
Hands clasped in mine
Everything will be exactly the same
Your heart in my possession
The dagger in my hand
“But soft, what light through yonder window breaks?”
Your melancholy
The indiscretions clear as the harsh daylight
My regrets to you my dear
The night is shattered
The sun will not rise today
Regretting that I took the light
From the scintillating stars, your eyes
But they were your right!
Relit again, someday,
When baby’s breath and roses find their way
Into your heart again
Breathing is not so easy
I’ve stolen your breath
My wrong sinks deep into the folds
The burning cherry touched pale skin
Incinerating every bridge we built
Our punishment is to wander
Searching for a hand to hold
We drove through those dimly-lit streets
The only ones alive
In this sleepy town

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