A poem for a hopeless joint

Your eyes are like chestnuts falling from a tree

They were never fierce nor were too gentle

I gaze at them & they portray our silhouettes

Just mere shadows distant from reality.

I am certain that I know you; but do you know me?

We are strangers, locking arms, chaining hearts

Up to how long 'til our crossroads meet?

There are walls, barriers -- I can no longer reach you.

My eyes are like stars falling from the night sky

In them were sadness, denial, brigtness that fades

You look at them with longing for you and me

Just mere shadows; we're never too far from reality.

One lazy Sunday afternoon

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I don't actually know why I posted that picture... I guess it's just so lovely.