June: I don’t want any of this
especially this estranged kiss.
Leland: The complexity is easy to see
Torturing our tired souls.
I want to show you my love-the person I want to be-
before this tragedy takes its defining tolls.
June: Fate and Lady Luck each hold a poniard
double edged glinting in the last pink light.
You are immersed in memories I’d like to guard.
As they peek out from the iron clad heart.
At the distance that we fight
the fire we spit only digs the chasm deeper.
Leland: But I want it to be the same,
(THE SAME!) summer it was,
when we embraced and affection came.
Now you’re here
But not over here!
June: Twilight is upon us
and I can just make out your form in the dim.
This is a painful mus’
but the only way.
The distance between us makes it impossible to stay.
If you couldn’t see this coming, you didn’t care.