073: Final Trip

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This poem was written on my last field trip/study tour with my high school friends on the way home.

LXXIII

FINAL TRIP

How much will the ending be

When I stay here forever?

Love intertwines a story

Too complicated to recognize

When I look into my eyes

I see thirteen years go by

Love paints a gaze

Too far to be fathomed

When I cover my history

I measure an endless line

Love creates an atmosphere

Too wide to be breathed in

When I inhale a cup of air

I live an eternal life

Love burns an infinite flame

Too bright to be understood

When I clasp it in my hands

I burn memories alive

Love is too crystalline

Sensitive it may seem

I try to comprehend

All ends to be calculated

Yet I worry too much

If what endings will I be such

But the truth is not to speak

And I shall have my lips be sealed

For the silence is enough

To tell a tale of friendship

And love

I drink a memory

Indelible, ineffable

Intrusive, incredible

Immovable, intact

How much will the ending be?

Priceless, it may always be

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