That City Poem by A Waltz For Zizi

That City



A long time ago
I really thought
I was going
to merry you.

I walked
on the edge of your lips
and waved white
handkerchiefs
at my friends.

I painted my world
in apocalyptic red
to see
the future.

Somehow
I made my way here.
I left that city
and you.

Tuesday, November 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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