Caroline

Dear Virginia

These grounds are just a shell of our
precious memories, our youth
painted in vivid orange and navy blue
contained in a few old bricks,
but you know,
I didn’t think this cursed ticket to heaven
could be so lovely,
and I hope you remember when
this beautiful young world
flew by you, outside the window–
your eyes
showed more longing than a man
torn from his lover,
for there is a sad romance between
the young Cavalier
and his dear Virginia.

 

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