Our lips gradually reunite
after empty mornings of waste...

Danny was a God-sent angel,
and though he did give into temptations...

Midnight strikes as harmonizing bells sound
the hour of rejoicing has at last come...

I felt seasons shift
in your silence...

If only I could have saved her.
If only I could have known her name...

I hear the pain,
descending through meltdowns...

She gives me unfailing hope
in the days where I let go...

Standing atop earth
-though rain crashes down...

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Carrying your split needles...

Language -
crafted words...

Time stalks our glowing smile
a brusque howl among embraced peace...

Allow me to push you forward,
push me back...