Rooftop Love

A heart cracks its clay
to the dismay of her ocean
blue eyes that focused on
sweet goodbyes.
Swimming in tears
and wind-chapped eyes,
rising tides unleashed destruction
to the surrounding homes.
Halted breath with burned
chances choreographed
on the horizon of an autumn evening.
We sat on the rooftop over a beer,
watching the city drown.

(© 2022 AC)

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