Intersecting Lines

                                                                                                                                                                                                   .

Two hands

tightly held.

I asked you

and you replied.

Wrapped around each other,

bound inextricable

for all time.

Never heard you whisper

of a wanting.

Never saw me lose my mind.

Days pass by,

years kind,

but I am scared of our divide.

Terminate along this line.

Two lights ending

under the night sky.

Will we ever know the sight

of you,

of me

again?

Maybe some other place,

some other time,

I’ll feel you through me

like a wind

in winter’s sad design.

Beautiful,

but asking for your life,

like you asked me for mine.

Fade,

like a picture in a frame,

and I will fade away

with you again.

                                                                                                                                                                                                   .

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HG – 2020

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