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Alone Together in Bloom
In this blossom spring, you ask the question, like a gardener checking a withered vine "Are you okay?" and for a moment, the gate is unlocked, the choice is mine. But how do I speak across this distance, to a shore you've walled, a star gone cold? I'm trapped within your line of sight, yet feel like a ghost the silence holds. I do not need your silver reach, or pockets deep to pull me through. My burdens aren't weights for you to carry, just shadows a shoulder could subdue. I need the warmth within the chest, the anchor of arms, the quiet stay. But you stand forbidden, far and safe, from storms I never learned to say. I am an old man out of your league, orbiting a light that won't descend, watching you love a ghost I can't see, wondering if our "us" has met its end. We sit within this shared degree of singleness and separate stone— a "we" that has no room for me, two shadows, together and alone. The walls aren't brick, but space and hush, a haunting math where one plus one stays one. Outside, the riot of green is loud, but here, the winter has already begun.
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