Distance

A feather touch

of almost there

a whispered breath

upon the air

yet ne’er so far

his heart doth come

and ne’er so close

my soul doth roam

for I am the wanderer

and he is the mute

the power of love

is not so astute

so sing me a lullaby

hush don’t you cry

tomorrow a new love

but today a goodbye.

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