3 body

we three bodies, masquerading as two.
when does the sun rise on you.
is the heat just as strong
to melt my heart all the way through.

give me dates, gives me notes
help me, i need to know
when you’re free,
and when i need to believe.

that the sun still rises, from east to west,
that i still believe what i see, though you keep the rest.
when i look to the stars, i’ll remember below
that you’re still here, please don’t go.

the beaches are blackened, our feathers don’t stick
drift, slowly move till you don’t feel it.
you said i won’t die,
but i don’t feel quite alive.

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