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it was the kind of breathless love that springtime brought- flustered breeze, trees kissing our necks with swaying ease.
it was easier than easy, love lit under the warmest of streetlights, kisses accompanied by knobby knees and bright eyes.
the springtime rain fell to our ankles in pitter patter ecstasy, the constellations reflected in puddles.
time captured between our palms, love letters written between tender life lines.it was love.
our palms coming apart, a few steps back, the subtle approach of May.
sandcastles crumbling with just one spiraling gust of wind
nail biting, toe tapping, an absence with no teeth.
the rains swept our love letters away.
eyes averted, backs turned, deep breaths.
knobby knees collapsing upon concrete.
no kisses under streetlights.
skin empty, hollow.
let go.
fade.
a
w
ay.
goodbye. |(morsus engel)| (via morsusengel)
