Twilight Zone

On this afternoon
a cool breeze from the south
gentling the rag ends of the day
into dusk –
I think of you.

You and I live separate lives
captives of decisions made
of yesterdays
that chose one path
and not the next.

And in our separation
we live close
this silence that oscillates
between contentment and despair
my closest friend.

Perhaps one day like this
you and I will stand face to face
will hold hands again
will not need words
and scarcely even touch
to once more linger in the light
that was our Autumn love.

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