Fading
Between them, a conflicted strain
built over time. Life traveling straight like a train.
Both feeling stuck in emotion’s rain,
while wanting to see the Jura Mountains as the river, Ain.
He wanted to tell her of the songs he writes.
She needed to know his words completed her heart’s rites.
Together at the table they lived as lonely-ites.
Silently, they wonder how love became a tangled knot.
Neither one brave enough to bridge what they know not
of. Instead they spend each day feeling love lose its...
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