I Won't
If given the chance, I might count
The fleeting times when
I fought to sidestep
Gazes that lingered too long,
Fingers brushing like whispers,
Heartbeats harmonizing in tender defiance.
For I fear
The gravity of such moments—
They pull and tether me
To places I dare not dwell for long,
Where shadows dance with memories
And silence speaks your name.
But even if the stars conspired again
To give me an escape,
I would not take it.
I won't.
For these chains of yearning
Are wings in disguise,
And I've learned to soar
In the space between heartbeats.
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Copyright © I.A. Ryd | Year Posted 2024
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