Stepped on but not broken.
Your beauty turns to melancholy
as the pure, brilliant white
begins to fade.
You look up at me
never asking to be picked up.
I stare down at you.

This moment becomes ours.

Someone had been so cruel.
Now, bruised in your puddle of tears.
Damaged but still capable.
I release you from circumstance.
Holding you up, briefly.
I glance over and see your origination.
You hitchhiked on the winds
of fantasy.

The trip was exhilarating.
You traveled so far
and viewed so much.
I cannot save you through selfish passion.
You will just burn more quickly
than basking in the sun.
You made your peace
so I drop you.

For a moment
we lament.




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