my anything

had it not insisted

persisted

causes causing
separation
to be separated from your every way
with left hand's lover
you cursed to throw
these arrows,
you have discarded them
but this cup
liquor
no pause

then
one day
so sorrowful
divide with this
for you this key,
you should not continue to fall
this deeply in love
you will tumble
having to produced just one
only pennies on the dollar

toward me
If, to be possible, this impossible If
to make that domain
the tear,
but I
me.
I was impossible to let you leave,
heavily collided
in that cloud,
but this cup
warm, wet liquor
I did not know