I Married Your Memory

Rocks tumble down endless existence
Flecked with crashing presence,
Who chose this waking state?

I married your memories
Long before we tied any knot,
Not wanting to transfer blame,

But, we came too early to be true
And, with lost tribes, fade away,
Without loves quiddity being sought,

What clouds make the world
Crawl beneath their conquering grip?
Their presence drowns our sun.

20140725-182407-66247486.jpgPoem © Phen Weston 2014

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