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Sometimes in that timeless space

Between lines etched in parchment

You return to me.

 

In the midst of moulded memories,

A symphony of verse prevails;

Dulcet tones

 

My heart pulsing in harmony,

Hushed by the depth of what was,

Lost in the revelation of what is,

This broken page beckons.

 

A remnant of days cast

In a multitude of moments.

I wait,

 

Yearning for that first caress,

Lusting for that last lingering tremble,

In every breath

Of every dream that follows.

 

Subsumed;

In this tireless echo of eternity,

I pause

On tear-stained pages,

A diary of treasures past,

 

Fragile reminders of

When I once was loved.

 

Here,

In this lifetime laced in scribe,

A passion penned in prose,

Upon a heart engraved;

I remain,

 

Imprisoned,

 

Until you come again,

Somewhere in that timeless space.

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