Two words holding
the whole of this moment
hope, grief, love, chaos.
I could kiss you so the little winged wraith
flies from my mouth into yours.
Two words longing
to be spoken
straining to be heard
making an impression
a little ache when it rains.
Two words finding
you as you are
stranded on a distant shore
building up that fire
leaving you
as you were meant to be.
Two words saving
all the endings, beginnings and middles
etched into everything
keeping time
even as we forget.
Come back.
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