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By sassy Date: 2006 Jan 05 Comment on this Work [[2006.01.05.10.15.20117]] |
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There are others to consider but we stand face to face time is compressed by the touch of your hand on my cheek. We stand on a crowded street all background noise fades I swear I can hear your breath. Your eyes still catch fire when you look at me, I feel heat curling through my torso slow and smoky at the memory of how we loved. But I feel the cold caress of your ring when our hands meet; the moment shatters at our feet. The restless world creeps back in between us and the length of your absence unspools and reimposes distance. You smile with all the regret I echo in my heart, there is nothing to do but let our love rest in peace. There are others to consider. |