The Breakup
By Ginger Hinson
Falling memories
Through the misty sighs
The dark night speaks,
Resonates with secrets.
Shivers dance
Cascading over the body
The essence of thought
Reverberates, flows, awakens
Senses heightened
Identities fleetingly unite
Then separateness overtakes.
The bond fades, numbness remains.
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