my memories stir as I lie against the setting sky
the stifling heat of a desert afternoon dies unwillingly
like my ancient body
a farmer's windmill chafes my thoughts,
indifferently announcing time
falling to one side: my life, now limited
against the once limitless sun
the gentle colours are gently extinguished
enchanting sounds bloom
as the sky crystallizes one moment,
stretching it beyond reach
winds caress the still depths of my aching bones
as memories surround my consciousness into surrender
healing the pain of each moment
since my last confession:
i fell in love with strangers
now they sleep within me, as I lie alone
in the darkness that has pinned
my lingering fingers to the ground
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