“Love hurts” by Crystal Muns 2013

Its not sad to say
that things just sliped away
it happens all to often in this place.
the streets are cold now,
I cant hear your breath,
what more is there left.

I’ve been lost in winter mournings
icy and frost covered
blue lips kiss my sleep
drenched eyelids, and
I’m lost in amaranthian summers

What is reality?