Staring out at your infinite nature
The melancholy of the World
Hits like a wave breaking on the cliffs
Vague memories sink into the abyss
May the fish be their keep
Tides rushing out, like your dying breath
A waning moon rings the end, again
Luck has never been a better actor
In this infinite opera of life and death
Mere misunderstood moments
Brought to life by a laugh, a smile, a touch…
Lest we forget the beloved, cradled in the deep
You’ll be a part of me forever, standing true
A shimmering star, or a déjà vu.
I will always be me,
And you will always be you
No matter how deep the knife cuts
Or how much I break and weep.
© 2019 Lilith Ember All Rights Reserved
Letters For My Lovers 
…
Miss G
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