Languor
seep through my body
like perfume
permeating
the space where I breathe
and I welcome him with
o u t s t r e t c h e d arms
that were once
empty of embrace.
He heeds, he listens
with a careful ear
for my incomprehensible
whispers. He hears
my thoughts I do not need
to lay them out.
I know we are perfect
together, we dance
out of synch
with Life's tune but
it did not matter
to me, to him, to anybody.
Together we stand
by the edge of
Life's cliff overlooking
Death's sea
but he
never had courage
to do what
I wish.
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