I’ve been here before —

in this long-distance separation,
where our voices drop to a hush

 

Face-to-face communion becomes

a hasty phone call becomes

a how r u? text becomes

days-gone-by silence

 

Our hearts beat rhythmic

under the same moon; our

silent echo,
                       I love you

                                    ( ( ( I love you ) ) )

the wishful remains

 

I’ve been here before —

on this soft cushion of mourning,

where our shared dream unravels

 

A restless knock becomes

a window of insight becomes

the mirror of truth becomes

the foreseen exit

 

Our lips and lives part ways

at the crossroads; our

shattered echo,
                       I’m sorry

                                    ( ( ( I’m sorry ) ) )

the fragile remains

 

 

I’ve been here before —

in this valley of missing you,

where your smile beams a time stamp of us

 

Pointed fingers of blame become

open hands of understanding become

a hug of kindred love becomes

a laughter of release

 

Our bodies bask graceful
in a sea of compassion, our

peaceful echo,
                       thank you

                                    ( ( ( thank you ) ) )

the harmonious remains