a bientot..

sometimes we give up the treasures we cherish most, in faith. we bare out our cloaks, and empty our pockets, knowing the eternal lies ahead, and treasures up there yield a greater joy. sometimes i wish we were wrong.

knowing where each road takes us, burrows into my vein
the weight of each matter, the choices taken in vain
the greatest journey is not from point A to point B, but
indeed the hardest road to travel, from the mind to the heart.

needful steady hands going through the motions
wishful thinking of magic fountains, love potions
wanting so badly the very thing i cannot redeem
priorities in life filling me to the brim.

so soon to face at last the climax of this day
to know for sure, if anything will happen come what may
to understand fully the emotions a-swirling
with steaming hot cup cakes and coffee still brewing.

reminiscence the periperi and the great near midnight escape
countless moments we had, with work as a drape
knowing one day too soon we shall say
a bientot, catch you around, maybe someday.

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