What we see is transient
What we share is eternal.
The bench next to The Obelisk
E 81st St, New York, NY 10024, USA
her weird smile froze
his nimble fingers,
the face was filled
with loveless shame.
disabled feelings
never linger,
the burning embers
won't inflame.
the names are carved
and live forever
in Central Park
that holds their souls;
the things they see
will fade;
but never
have shared adventures
been in mould.
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eternal love
was fake. .
like everything eternal. .
the Universe will take. .
all that we have
internal.
November 28th, 2018
Morning
Tomsk, Russia
Arthur
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