I will go away now
I will be gone before
You can even hear my goodbye.
I can see you now
Tall and loose limbed
Relaxed against the door
I can hear your deep voice
Your kind grin
I know it was meant to have been
And not meant for my tomorrows
What if I cross a desert now
With a scanty canteen of water
What if the sun burns me to tallow
Why should you care
We went our ways at the gates of fate
Your tyres screeched the pain
We both felt then
Yours momentary born
Of warm heart
Mine for a lifetime
Of cold reflection
What ever might have been
Wouldn't it have been mighty sweet
To capture the sun
In your unchecked gaze
To have found the
Camera
To record my life
in your sun flecked face?
Harder then ego virtue true or false pride
Crueler than chastity Saddest of lies
Is cowardice.

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