Gone like the Stream

They flow effortlessly
in the current of illusion
lighter than feathers
more flickering than light

He asks
Should we stop
this smooth intertwining
She thinks and over thinks
he passes her by

Author: Cassa Bassa

🇦🇺🇨🇳 inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfit child 😊

8 thoughts on “Gone like the Stream”

    1. Right after the missing it feels sad, years later though, hope it will make sense that it is actually a blessimg. The perfect one will be always at the right time and right place.


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