Oblivious Neglect

by Adam Gosha - Sagittarius

Oh, how I am destined
to die.  Sickness
and great poison fight
for hillside advancements.
Acidic tears quench soft skin.
(the faces of those who've
hidden from the lover's eye).
Hazed mirrored beauty,
where are you going?
Slow down, steal my hand.
You've been dragging me
so long with yet no
tangible evidence.
Are you familiar with the
unfortunate disregard
of our lost time?
We've only touched on
water-color brush strokes,
no Van Gogh in a
Starry Night Café

Birth sign: Sagittarius
Date created: 2001-10-17 20:51:05
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:45:13
Poem ID: 65509

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