you were

poems by a mere hope, now gone

there

My legs ran today
further from where you are or will be
for now is dangerous
and I will keep, my dear
keep on running around the world
to appear next to you on a different day

“We” is now a seed
bitter, stiff, and helpless
the passing of time will help
and the seed will flourish
and we will rest under a tree
only if we agree
to let go of today

If only I could…
my legs ran today
but my mind stayed in yesterday
for you were there
and how marvelous is it that
you were there
and I could sense you

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