A Wilderness. Part 2. The coldness of yours

I pray the distance
Does something for us,
Heals our love
Like the best remedy,
Filling the scars
With the flesh of fresh memories,
A tender touch of yours
That's never over in my mind.
Heaven is for those who can love -
We could but we have to move out.
I'll be missing your warmth and our eternal youth.
The coldness of yours
Still keeps me alive.


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