When It's Time to Bid You Adieu

love doesn't necessarily end up where we want it

sort of like a joke on wishful thinking
as every deliberate thought comes to us
from somewhere unexplainable

that's how it is with you

you are the words that flow
around the edges of my mind
coating me with liquid honey
dragging poetry out of me
penning the words
demanding to be birthed

you take my imagination to places
floating on the wings of dreams
touching forbidden sacred moments
as easily as a newborn suckles a mother's breast

You lead - I follow
Never looking back
Moving forward

forsaking many things
I once believed important,
but discovered they were not.

I believed in all our possibilities.

too bad imaginations are
prone to exaggeration
and what could be real
only becomes wishful thinking
when reality gets a little too close

let's take a  break
shake off the butterflies
there must be better things to do
than be buried under all those promises
that will never come true ...

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How quickly our time has faded, and
It's too hard to stay here anymore.

When I think of you, I will hold good thoughts and
We can both look back and remember the parts of us that
Not only worked but, were fabulous!

Good Bye
Good Luck

I bid you Adieu