Bittersweet Lullaby

January 10, 2014

Whatever misalignments had knocked the earth off its axis

twisted and turned and morphed

until time stopped

and it was me and you

underneath the galaxies.

You were soft and slow and sweet,

like a lullaby that gets stuck in your head.

A lullaby that no one ever quite knew the words to.

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