sadness a chalice now pressed to my lips,
the cold touch numbs me softly.
eyes closed I drink, eyes closed I fight the silent
sitting quietly calm,
seas apart now my love from me.
a longing patter, a lightness in me.
as the wings of a trapped butterfly.
aching to soar free.
a beat skipped, lost. the heart confused.
somehow all is plain, a runner up, empty.
for tonight I miss you and you in me.
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