In constant motion, frozen panes come to life...
and I see your face unfold from the haze I was in;
Unraveling before my eyes were memories of you,
a reverie of constant longing... a resounding din.
Torn between the morsels of the past
and the monotonous fear within my being,
I was petrified... I did what my heart had forbid;
and I let go of you like a kite on a string.
I see you each night in my dreams
as I strive to stay awake in fear...
the fear of regret, and its shattering response
was too usurious for me to acknowledge and hear.
I pray for the day that fragments of you
would fade in eventual evanescence;
Though my heart will forever burn for you...
in sheer and utter incandescence.
written on the 18th of July 2010/23:00 PPST/Phnom Penh
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