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wondering if she could ever love again

he’s now that invisible man



she cries aloud

from a heart once too proud



feel her lonely spirit

no way to ever get near it



the stings down deep stalk

dreams of silent voices talk



wander in hours of apprehension

for days without preferred conversation



her thoughts drift like wind blown sand

and how it can’t be held by an empty hand



glimmer of light

shimmer her sight



engraved so delicately

Fata Morgana tease with injury



tears fill an ocean with her versions

She wearies of the stealthy diversions



of peace so eluded

and love that’s concluded



reach for the unknown

for my hearts also left prone



let it all go Arora

embrace your aura



let it all out

make it all turn about



breathe deep

and get some sleep



you can still sing

it can have the same sumptuos ring



when you awake

take all the time you need to take



then



Sing your music,

to me

lovely one



Sing

your sweet music



Sing

to me

your new love song



like nightengales float

we'll Sing with each note



never again will our hearts long

my lovely darling of song