We were locked
in an intangible
embrace.
Tied together
by veins,
two hearts
beating
a single steady
rythm.
A loose holding
of hands
accompanied our
presence as we
traveled the world,
but you've let go
and my arm hangs
at my side
with outstretched
fingers that grip
nothing.
I long for the
European afternoons
that never seemed
to end or grow old,
and were marked
by a oneness
we wished
would last forever.
Locked together
that night
under a
gentle swiss sky,
we glimpsed stars
that are now quickly
fading into
the blackness.
We've been
torn apart,
and blood that once
flowed through us both
is pouring from the
wounds you've
left on me.
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