beauty, Fiction & Poetry, Life, Poems

A Systematic Severance

With each gaze,
the light swallows us,
your face dissolving as a hymn :
my lips murmuring syllables
of nothingness
into this defiant
dying night.

How easily can every sound
turn into an ache,
how slowly every whisper
can bring you this close.
the speed of separation
ceases but never stops.

We wait for the autumn,
every ending needs
a drop of color.
Paint me if you can.
by this very gaze,
by this very light.


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