Posted in Poems

Lover’s Leap

It’ll be like a dream
Always falling
Through the seam
To an endless reality

We’ll wake up
When we hit the bottom
Filled with regret
In a place that’s rotten

People will be there
But they’re not friends
Taking pictures
Of how we came to our ends

The sign will mark
How we met our fate
At Natural Bridge Park
On our last date

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Photo by Aaron Coriell

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