I tumble into the misty miffs
cajoling blurred words out,
into the foggy silence.
stumbling amid the distance
which separates us,
isolated, on a stony island.
numbing pain as I brush my fingers
across your palm,
and you still win... your frustrating silence!
witness the love still pining for you
hold on and trust your heart
I am no stranger to what bothers you
I implore.. and then, depart.
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