Ophelia in Memento Mori
- Jan. 29, 2020, 5:44 a.m.
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Bury me in rue.
For the sleepless nights I danced with you;
All twists, and turns,
and shouting, too.
For the way you kissed me right on cue.
For the quiet places we withdrew;
To sing, to talk.
To laugh, to fraught.
To shave a moment off the clock.
To steal away our tired flock -
To rest, to stop.
To put to bed this smiling mock
of a tryst,
of a love,
of a memory.
Last updated February 10, 2020
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