I‘ve gone from you again
Left you standing on the shore
Chatting with my shadow
Wondering if there’s more
Echoes of my heart
Flutter ‘round your head;
Spinning, twisting, turning,
Slowly building dread.
I stroke your warm fresh cheeks
With aging nothing hands.
I call your name so sweetly
While charting darker lands.
I leave you with so little.
I venture far too deep,
Where echoes cannot reach me,
And all I crave is sleep
My return is never certain
Our reunions far too brief
Each dawn an empty promise
Each kiss a step towards grief
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