Poem -

The Weight

It amazes me to know that I weigh so very much

That your warm impatient hands are all but keeping me adrift

Holding my head above the surface

Water trying to keep me from you

And what you represent

You caught me on the winds of all I am

In a sheet

But like a boulder in mid-plummet, I cannot break

From the downward haul

Your arms were strong while they had reason

But reason flies away in the winds of all I am

And I can feel your hands grow calm

And loose

I smile despite the sorrow

Discharged from the wound that is this

Impending departure

To see you more whole than I ever have

More you

More true

More more

I see a light to render your dusk a rumour

You have held me, I can't let you go, I won't

But there is no way to stop my momentum now

Time has bound us well, for the time we well were bound

Together

And time himself will leave at last

But you will never be alone like me again

That sickly solitude that smothered you despite your friends beside you

We both knew that it grew from me like

A strangler fig

Like fog on the water

Perhaps from this here water

That will take me from you

And all you represent.

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Jaime Ribeiro

Thank you so so so much, Cherie. :) This is such an awesome and insightful comment, and I am really happy that it had such a profound effect on you. You too are a most talented writer, which makes words like these mean that much more, coming from you. Thank you again, my friend. :)

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