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I light a candle

pink for

Valentine’s:

 

these years

of faces, places,

hands & kisses

 

tears that left us

tossing

in our sleep;

 

here you are

as if the in-betweens

are nothing

 

but a dream.

 

That night

is etched across

the panel

 

of my life,

 

your eyes so dark

your fire became

a living screen

 

for all to see.

 

But you were

never meant for me

nor I for you

 

I knew it then

I know it still

but yet:

 

a silver thread

of chance

has caught us

 

in its complicated

arms.

 

I light a candle

here for you

for Valentine

 

I miss you still.