you can imagine me all you want

this i say with words i made up-
i saw the sweetness of what you could be

and this i say with words i made up-
a love can never cement, it’s a brown thing
it’s soil

this i say, listen, i made this all up-
you can imagine me all you want
but the desert dried out for a reason
it remembers though that it was once a sea
it was once so full
fossilized memories never fade
they get stronger with time

i made this all up;
i remembered the potential of a sweetness
can cause an uncontrollable thirst
can dry it all out

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