we thought we were friends
with hands to be held
at times of Aegean midnight
we thought love once shared
with hearts now calm, quelled
will recrudesce, just like yesterdays
you thought you were done
the truth out and spelled
quite bright, but I write
we've been done with the dance
these hands, I desire
to let go in time
while you beg for heaven my way
we saw it all before, the end
beyond the clouds, the fog
of the Aegean midnight
- small hours, you're blue
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05.23.19