Your piercing eyes study me,
Unforgiving and furious.
My name, cutting through silence,
Lingers on your lips.
I know what you feel!
The ghost of our passion, buried
Beneath a mountain of shame,
Drowned in misunderstandings,
Makes its appearance once more.
Sparks, I see sparks!
Then you walk away from me,
Walk away from everything,
That I could never offer you…
Dear M
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