when i saw you last
i was whole
and pretty
and free with you
now i'm in a darkness
i have to face alone
and you are there
willing me to be
strong
may the miles be kind
between you and i
as i take this journey
away from me
may the time that
separates us
run swiftly through
its days
may we remember
the lessons we have
to learn from
this hell
but may we never tell
the reasons why
we cry
but we will never say
"goodbye"
(soon)
The rhymes, the rhythm, and the symmetry are matchless; I heard Ilsa's voice - twice repeated.
ReplyDeletethank you , timothy street .... even your comments are poetic. appreciate the kind word. )
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