i want to whisper your

name, make it float on my lips

to transform the sound

like the melody of angels

racing toward heaven

and i

would wait for your

return, a kaleidoscope

of visions, you are

my sun beamed splendor.

i want to capture your

words, make them my song

every note, timbre, a line

that promises, i will

string them together, a minstrelsy

to smother your empty vows

though in the end, your words

became a muted sound

in my ears, my

plaintive cry.

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