Leaving

Jun 20 2011

Our hands slide away
Fingertips brushing
Then only air
Separating us two
A million miles in-between

We stare at each other
Words are not enough
Words are never enough
And yet they still appear
So inadequate

You turn away
Then turn back quickly
Our bodies lean near
We are drawn together
But torn apart

You’re not even gone
But my heart misses you
Not sweet sorrow
Just an aching, longing
Heart shaped hole

The door slams shut
I run, tripping, hurrying
To catch a last glimpse
Of your passing face
Watching ‘til you disappear

I know you’re gone
But my body doesn’t
Your imprint still on me
Your lips taste lingering
Your voice ringing in my ears

Until the next time
You whisper
And I want to call out
Will there be a next time?
But you’re already gone.

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