An
year is a long time
A
lot can change
Yet,
The
more things change
The
more they remain the same.
Like
You!
Your
footsteps
Still
tread quietly
Softly
marking the fringes
Of
my horizon
Unseen.
Unheard.
Yet keenly
felt.
I
know what is in the heart
Is
the closest
But….
Can
you come still closer?
Just
a little more, perhaps!
MS
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