Where….?

The silence of this room
reflected from walls
as loud as the clash of armor
on that plain
where once we met

Shoulders
try to understand
Hands attempt to
see
Brain struggles
to grasp
you
us

The silence of this room,
reflecting the loss
felt on the street
as we pass through our
lives,
cries out
for an answer.

Where did we meet ?
How did I find you ?
Not here and now.
No

We’ve met before
Were together before
Persephanie
Helen

This room
reflects the silence
of my heart.
Searching for one
once lost.

Losing you again
it will be another thousand
years
Before my fingers
touch yours.

3 April, 2013

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