lost
voice
will
desire
love
found
breath burns
from your touch
breeze reconciles
faded love
and this too
cuts deep
he said, she said
what’s the difference in the end
when two lovers hate as much as we do
that not even the tweeting birds and chirping crickets provide solace
what’s the difference
when the cord no longer links our hands as one
and keeps our bed warm for our children now tied in knots
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