The Death of Longing

I run to him.  
Pulling shield from hand,
it clatters to ground.  
A cacophony of dissolution.
‘I have loved you since the beginning of that which we call time.  
Longed for you in unfathomable renditions.
Across and through infinite spaces.
Come home to me.
Be still with me. Until the finite too dissolves.
Until the ‘we’ dissipates into the beat of all that is.‘
In silence,
I chase no more.  
I cease disarmament.
I sit.
I listen.
I love.
Written by Rachelleundrgrd
Published | Edited 17th Oct 2019
Author's Note
Always, this longing inside. I will miss her when she is gone.
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