The Space that Lies Between Us
It begins, and there is silence.
Then there is an end to silence
when the moment starts as movement.
Shapes form in the air, dissolving
fading into loss and darkness
memory is left recalling
vague disturbances of past times.
We have words to shape memories
conjured from empty spaces
dancing them across distances
lying here between us, something
far too solid for our words to
pass on through or our hands to crumble
into dust and all we can do
now is watch each other sitting
much too far away for reaching
all before we turn away, go
back to those small lives we’re building
with invisible high walls that’ll
keep us far apart forever
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