tangled

where can i find you
the unspoken
hidden deep -you walked away
had i run
would you greet me
beneath gray skies
would crawling convince you
the dirt smudged on knees
tears falling from cliffs
twirling with clouds
we had our fun
the silence -a seismic shift

i held on
grief released
rainbows born

(Thinking of the lost and lonely who choose to hide their face from the sun.)

Poetry

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