For Salome

do not tell me the truth
with us on this lonely journey
the truth becomes
unnecessary

let us move on Salome
to find a place where we can begin again

let us leave all the sad truths behind our paths
all our tracks covered

you go ahead i will follow
i will cover your sorrow

tomorrow Salome tomorrow
you will still me mine less the sorrow

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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