Aspiration

With a gesture of hello
I say goodbye,
Like a thank you,
I'm sorry.

Yours, mine, ours,
Our hearts' rhythms,
Yours, mine, ours,
In the fleeting colors,
Like haze over the mountain peak,
Slowly starting to fade away.

When I wake in the morning,
I remember,
The smile, the voice,
The figures of the ones we love.

I peer into your eyes,
Reflecting a vast, blue sea.

What do you see
Reflected in my eyes?

In the gentle afternoon breeze,
Softly whisper to me,
The secret scenes
In my eyes.

With a gesture of hello, I embrace you,
Saying goodbye, yet still, I hold you close,
Like a thank you, with a shy smile,
I'm sorry, then, until we meet again someday.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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