Deep Lee. Sinking deeply underground
You should have used the day I found
My perfect stranger. Let your soul
Fly high, higher than he was that day.
Would you, if we chose another way,
Still end up lying in a hole?
Diving into black silk of his sheets
I forgot about the streets
Covered with red velvet of your gore.
Passing by your bike of steel and frost,
Leaned against a post, owned by a ghost,
I dared to mourn over my yore,
Not yours, crossed by the King's Cross where
You crossed my mind. I was barely bare,
Lee living, leaving, you shall be the queen,
We share one cross since that October third.
I've never seen your face or heard
Your voice, yet аm willing to lean
Into your swan song for a chance to stay
Forever in the day you passed away.
Deep Lee
© Copyright: Корнилова Анна, 2017
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