With long strong arms powered by longing
the very distance between us
pulls us closer;
to void fills with voices like the sky fills with stars
when the night covers the earth
in darkness.
the music rises and each voice harmonizes,
the chorus is disorganized, organic,
exhausting
and yet the music persists in breaking the silence.
we are free to be friends, when we remember
our core;
who we truly are, what we stand for,
and what do we want from this blessed day
we were granted.
today is the day, the only today that will ever be
should we choose distance over love
or love over distance ; what kind of bridge
will you and I be?
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