Endlessly Over

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Loving him was like all four seasons
in one afternoon.

Clouds became hot air balloons.

An hour seemed like a day,
a day like year.

The sun was changed.
The earth was too.

Even the tides felt the riff.

Only the moon through the magnolias
saw how it would end.

The day that seemed like a year
sinking below the horizon.

What they had indistinct.
The efforts of loving undone.

Clouds in arsenic now.
The seasons burned red.. then out.

-Tosha Michelle

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69 thoughts on “Endlessly Over

      1. Can you give me your cell phone? Just to call God and tell HIM HE lost an angel (that has to work, I know it!!)….actually you are sort of an angel to me, that is your creativity, woman! YouΒ΄re very talented that is for sure
        Almost forgot, I know IΒ΄m sweet baby girl πŸ˜‰ (had to flirt again, canΒ΄t help it)

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