Friday, October 18, 2019

This Departure


My departure
today elicits a sigh;
A sigh as soft as a zephyr’s touch;
A touch so lightly caressing your face;
The face that warms all of my memories.

These memories I treasure like precious gold;
Like the gold adorning your graceful hand;
The hand I will hold upon my return.
My return makes bearable
this departure.


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