Shelf life

Just another day spent
thinking of life and death
and all in between
The light that shines
through the wine, carrying thoughts
of what you are, what I am
and what is mine

Man of steel, with tears
of mercury, flowing slowly
Frozen by the wind
Melt, rewind, recast, rename
but the streaks remain

Not long for this world
but already many lives lived too soon
This fragile life of porcelain
shattered, then lovingly glued with lies
Put back on the shelf
but the cracks remain

Sometimes, all this talk of forever
is a little insane
because when we kiss,
you are inspiring
but I am
expiring.

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