frozen flame

Hear from this penitent’s heart,
serenades that some say
are worthless
now that you are gone…
But the distance
only commands crescendo!
This man,
this soul, still seeks
to be one with yours.
Will you listen once more?
Will your heart beat as fast as mine?
It once did.
And I sing
at the thought of those days.

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