This is the 7th poem written with Bree Leto. It has always been a joy to write with Bree.
Inspiration erupted
when you crashed into my orbit
I should’ve been glowing
and we should’ve been shining
Instead
We are going backwards
and I am watching myself in retrograde
Shrinking into the dark spot
Tainting the silver moon
I wish
some strings were not pulled
some turns were not taken
I wish
the luminescence of your existence
was enough to light our path
Two hearts aligned
should have beat into
a new song of tomorrow
But as you shift forward
I drift backwards
alone
Flicker of Thoughts 