Tony Bush Poet Verse

So Close

So close and yet so far, 
the firebrand of time leaves marks, 
in swimming mist the dream expires, 
damp squibs in dying sparks. 
The tears will not cease, 
they etch a tidemark deep and sad 
on the face of all that could have been, 
missing all I've never had. 
In the tick of my biology 
lies a gift that would not give, 
with the beating of ghostly hearts 
of that which could not live. 
Mourning from the shadows 
the lament howls in the depths of me 
and each imagined brow I kiss 
of those I loved who could not be...

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