troubled times,
filled with ties, tethered,
reminding me
of the weather,
when we
were once together

chosen
to take on
the pleasure,
while you listened
from far away, forever

distant,
hard to grasp, as
we watch
the grown grass

take its time,
reaching

towards the skyline…

will it
make it,
hard to define

the
unimaginable, yet
we find solace
in the curvatures
of the world’s futures

as they
come to fruition,
we pause,
breathe, reflect,
and protect
the actions presence, our
current sentence

as, I

ask
for your hand
again,
while we’re reminded
of the sun,
behind the trees,
hiding from you and me,
yet always present,
like a gift from the seas

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