by Marcus Harrison Green
I remember…
The might of hellos in dirty laboratories
Majestic words unlocked by reluctant caffeine highs
Assembling puzzle pieces of a dream
A disbelief in rising stars
Feathers sheared to mimic Michelangelo
An unkissed face lit by the sun's mercy
Songs belted with a whole heart
Trails sought by two and found by one
A mother's anguish for a child's touch
The silence of untold truths unmistakable from lies
Honesty turned in too late to be given full credit
Cowardice of the heart, and tardy defenselessness
Too many untrusted tomorrows
The cleansing flame of goodbye
One Day I'll remember…
A stolen dance with happiness
What love looks like without mascara
… You
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