New home,
new curtains
they found, like you.
There is this distance
of a person between us,
An eternity flaked staying lodged.
Confining an entire universe in a smile;
In my dreams you stay, still, the same.
Hiding a casket of lies piled,
promises broken, Beneath
those well hedged amber-
colored honey eyes.
Like ants in water tanks, building homes to be washed away,
Few marginal tenants we all are in somebody’s life.
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