Absorbed he bent his head,
listening, to hear the echoes of days past
and hearing nothing, lapses into sleep
where he is young again, yearning.
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She was there laughing, but with no
name and waking he frustratedly
tugged the rug, warmly wrapping his
legs which no longer walked his way.
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A noise startles him and turning, he
sees a stranger a sweet, mouth smile
on her face, sorry for what she sees,
her lover’s connection hard broken.
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Tis his forgotten thrill of love too,
tears run down as the dark deep
sadness of a nowhere loss, holding
him close to gently dry his cheeks.
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Love speaks and he hears sounds,
their unfamiliar shapes of confusion,
sinking in they soothe his soul and for
a moment his smile blooms again.
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She silently shows photos of strangers,
and helps him with his cooling tea,
then kissing that cold cheek. she leaves
taking with her the echoes of his living.
