forty two years

                 slipped away
         somewhere.

               caught up,
ensnared,
                 trapped
bound &
               mute …

through pathways strewn with dreams,

yours.
         mine.

feelings littering the boulevards
                    we’ve walked,

emotions,
                 transplanted
                       lost,

in a maze of sentiment …

                … so just hold me close to you tonight,

                i don’t know where i’m going to be tomorrow,

the only thing i know is that with you,

       tomorrow can pile on the sorrow …

         … ’cause with your hand in mine,

                      we will walk together.

into our sunset.
      
                          yours

&

                 mine …

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