When We Leave

By Ace A

When we leave this place
All the unspoken pieces
All the free-floating daydreams
We couldn’t tie down into something larger
All the moments that caught in our throat
Shone like secret jewels in our pockets
Float from us like pollen
To bloom in the hedgerows
And push up through the pavements
And fill the cracks in the walls with gold

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