Tears of Release
I release you
honoring the hours spent
in embrace
tasting your kisses bitter sweet
I knew time was
our enemy
and you would stay
only briefly
Changing me
slightly
and I you,
greatly
Knowing our moments
were numbered
union formed easily
in the premonition of death
And... knowing you would
leave
did not stop the wound from
forming
Yet, it halted the
wound from
leaving its scar
what's left is respect for our trying
Be on your way
and I, on mine
will recall bitter sweet
moments and kisses
In those moments
I shall honor
what once was
and no longer...is
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