The Watermarks Across My Skin #7

I remember lying back and watching the black skies and

Talking about the stuff the world was made up of,

The little molecules hooked together and formed end to end,

Shifted and probed in space into spheres.

The fact is you no longer let your life wander and weave with mine.

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