It's Getting Close

Love's beauty and pain can be found in its silence.

its transforming power seeps like water, through cracks

It can grow over time, in the midst of an absence,

filling the void, of what another one lacks

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When thoughts start to wander

My worries unravel

Disengaged, as a gear, fragile memories ponder

to wonder down paths yet discovered, untraveled

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Mere vapor, we are

cast in essence, we mingle

Reshaping our thoughts, of tomorrows and stars

forgetting today, with the unknown, we struggle

Carry the distance, like the strum of guitars

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Memories call, but the future calls louder

Time moves along like the current that flows

Veiled from the past, memories like a powder

The further away the stronger it grows