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my january days

“Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes.
Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no
such thing as separation.”—Rumi

the speaker stood there, speechless,
the pleader’s voice beseechless,
the vital river ran aground, bone dry.
the view, once so breathtaking,
enero was forsaking,
my tired eyes knew no more how to cry.

the night sky, stark and starless,
making my daydreams far less
inclined to populate my fitful sleep.
my final hopes were waning,
vitality fast draining,
because i could no longer vigil keep.

my bosom palpitating,
while you stood there, abating,
wearing that steel-goodbye look on your face.
the party favours over,
nought left to rediscover,
where love once lived, a cold and empty space.

© Copyright 2024 January 31
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
Written by cabcool
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