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And the Trumpets They go

  • Hannah Stasko
  • Jun 28, 2018
  • 1 min read

Loud

Laughing

From behind me.

She is driving

Love is in the back seat.

Morphed Melody’s

Colliding contagiously

Loving always.

We are together now

I know not forever

But

This is enough.

Higher than normal.

Loving deeper

Appreciating harder.

The farthest from normal.

Together for just one more night

All I can ask

None of which I can stomach.

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