Goodnight
shimmering
grass enveloping
next to
you & i
forever and a day
growing
just like the river
a small reminder
a presence
of what might have been
no longer
no more
not for us
too early?
the sun is setting
meeting the river
staining
turning to fire
the bridge
turning
my hands are burnt
but pain has left
leaving
the grass
eyes like stars
on water
a bridge
ashes
& you
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