@PasjuRelatively
Pasju Kubert
@PasjuRelatively · 4:59

Amorous

Value it as you will, misplace trust, I promise. I'll be right back. I just need to yes, you do need to trust that the bouquet is lovely. I never let the scent put me off. Was the time well spent? Was the time misplaced? Or did I lose it gambling on a whispered dream? Someday I will love. I am strong along. Your words still ring true in my ears. Pop like oxygen in a bubble. Escaping time is fleeting

Poetry

@Renee_Slay
Renee Slay
@Renee_Slay · 0:26

@PasjuRelatively

You. Oh, my gosh. That is so deep. Time not wasted. Time loved. And that is where the value is, in that's where you find your value is in that love, in those moments, in that time. I think this is beautiful. More than beautiful. Well done
@PasjuRelatively
Pasju Kubert
@PasjuRelatively · 2:35

AMOROUS epilogue

It is no more tragic than that first SWAT on my backside to waken all my eyes proper. I had to. First realize the not me as fully as the me. The dreamer believing that you are amorous. The ending. I didn't write it. I must live it blind across roads I've come to before perhaps many times. Winters past still
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