Distance

Lingering shadows of reality
Hang in the silence,
Of time and ourselves.
Crucified lovers
Standing in the rain,
Facing each other
Across the chasm
Of loneliness.

Too late in the evening
To rewrite this story.
There is no dancing,
No more songs to sing.
All that is left
Is the final chapter
Of a fractured fool,
Her forgotten dreams.

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