Life's Limitations
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This urge to exhale without restraint
into the softness and hardness of days heightens;
my own center accepting those lapses
when our frail bodies can readily perish
amidst borrowed seasons : yes, you are weary;
How mournful the thieving of dear life
rips, as I blame the ticks which pluck you
from a bed of courage, from untold confessions---
a final rest grabbing you before me.
Yet, holy moments past relieve love's woe,
and grant your finality its closure:
I envy the winds holding you more
than my arms could ever seize --
that forever reigns beyond illness,
beyond earthly limitations:
Somehow, intimacy becomes part of separation.
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Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2020
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