The sun struts and dances

Heat lights the silence
Soft clouds drift in too blue sky
Rush of bodies bellow
Melting into skin
Sun beats down
Carving sound

In this pocket
Just the silence
Deep within
The tears
Cries of need

Looking towards the east
Looking towards a future
One yet unrealized
One which may never be

And the soft thump
Of a heart no where close
To giving up

But still
And pain wracked sobs

The pain a deep abiding presence
Alleviated only in the brief
Too brief
Of you

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