Lies and laughter fill the air
as I breathe the smoke of your stare
and golden locks of stranded hair
are brushed away without a care.
Memories are bleak but made
in dark corners where we strayed
for just a while when we stayed
only to make reality fade.

© Autumn Siders 2017

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