on embers of serendipity (sorrows pt I)

she daintily crushed
my hopes out
like a cigarette butt

they smoldered slightly
wisps of burning dream
dancing on the breeze

innocuously drifting
across the barren desert
of the soul

i smiled sadly
as she walked away
hips swaying pendulously

the cry of tomorrow
faded into today
as she vanished from view

on embers of serendipity

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