Separated
The empty corridor of distance
stretches long and dark between us.
Silence, like a deepening shadow,
lengthens as no words redeem us.
Time, an ancient kindly neighbor,
promises a light will come;
a dawn to break the bonds of night,
and love, your love, to take me home.
Copyright © Ron VanHooser | Year Posted 2025
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