Sound of the rain falling...
Like a stroke of fingers on ivory keys;
Melodious tears.
The same yearning in my heart...
My heart going blind;
My whole body swathed in silky numbness.
Cut off from this world
Yet still here; wanting.
The sound of your voice long gone from my memories.
Listen...
Oh, listen as it pours.
The tears I've forgotten to cry.
A touch of your hand...
Although unworthy, I come.
Waiting to be touched by grace.
A warmth longed for;
Mourned like a loved one.
You, finally tangible and real.
Can you see?
I am here...Still here;
Desperately here, here until there's nothing to be here for.
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