Impossible Love

Impossible Love

Impossible love –
Is the sticking pin;
Is the stick or twist;
Is the way of things.

Impossible things
Are struck through with this;
Are struck through the bliss, the
Blossom dead on a whim.

Tonight, I might stay up all night
And do the things I want to.
I’ve forgotten all of myself to you.
You can keep the memories
How you wish to.

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