Courtney

Maybe

We’ll all turn the world to gold
and burn it up
in the heat of our blood
pumping furiously to uncharted time.
No one needs more than now
so stay as you are or
come as you will be
because I lose no memories
though the scars of yesteryear
are closing faster
than I can cut paper with pen.
With those marks eternal
we’ll leave imprints
of souls, hearts, tears.
And maybe in another world
nestled in another time
I would have known you.

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