22.10.10

tod

falling like the cold air at night
with an unknown heaviness of soul
her weakness takes over your breath

there are no words only faint sounds
from a distance close to her
she whispers you eternal bliss 

long gone memories now marching one by one
in a slow procession of timeless visions and dreams 
that would never close their eyes

because you thought today would never come

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