things elapse and fall on tides
takes a lisp to explain those eyes
a long winded cruise
a short goodbye
a second for having
a moment to cry
to hands full of holding
the resonating, this time
smelling of rhododendrons
and lilies
no needing to grieve
just futures and forevers and reasons to be.
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