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the sun burned red
against the future

we beheld
a majesty of brilliant light
and whispered
our secrets to the waiting
as iridescent colors
into the west

you were gone

with nimble grace
along a path
unfettered by bones
where air flows

Your phone vibrates
with unanswered calls and texts…
and a picture, the only proof we were
Your watch, a half pack of smokes,
and an unfinished rhyme ~
things you left behind.

I gaze
into the silence

my love
resounding in
an unsung lullaby