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Beside you [147]

Beside you

It was after everything burned blue,
long after life had turned to dust
when only light and darkness ruled
and all that was left of justice
was just us.

I remember that day Zmitri,
how we held hands until we froze
gazing out at nothingness to see
the dangerous paths we'd chosen.
We'd show them!

Yet now cold spheres again align;
skies sparkle with a bluish hue.
Wherever you are these same moons shine
but I'd rather hold hands beside you,
beside you.

© Kåre Enga (19.june.2017) [174.147.zm] /30:18.2/