In Progress

Your luminous laurel fashioned of light

casts burnished
bright
upon my
face
as my eyes pace
and fluctuate

Ever softer words I read which
captivate
freeze my gaze, my captured obscurity

drilling deepest aversions

I could hear you speak for hours 
ever and ever,

Then never.

Above every obstacle though not alone
as I'm with you through every stride
and at every fork in the road

The fork is wider than a world, now. 

I'll never know you again, it seems.

I long for the nostalgia I never knew I'd miss. 
Vanished, like an echo through eternity

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