People pass
enjoy blue sky
soft, sensual
my soul still weeps
for you, for me
for history
but,
Time can’t erase
the promise of
eternity.
Birds take to flight
…glide
smooth
like my hands upon your skin
set yours to shivering.
The veil into beyond
transparent
allows light to seep within
seeking the darkest corners
where you hid
among my suffering
but…
You gave such gifts
and never truly knew
grief too, is one
and,
Without the dark
we’d have no need of light
~*~
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